"And to think," said Grace, beaming, "that we not only helped to catch a wanted spy, but helped to recover our own jewelry at the same time!" "No wonder we had to pat ourselves on the back," chuckled Mollie, "Just wait till we tell the folks at home about it." "Pretty good day's work," Roy admitted indulgently. "Couldn't have done much better myself." They fell silent after that, each one busy with his own thoughts, each one seeing, in the fantastic, ever-changing heart of the fire, a little of his or her own future. And they were very happy. Suddenly Grace broke the silence. "And now," she said, glancing with love and pride at Will, who smiled fondly back at her, "what do you expect to do, dear?" "Enlist," cried Will, jumping to his feet. "Thank heaven I can do it now with a clear conscience. I'm going to get into the big game quick and help give Fritz some of his own medicine. Gee, fellows, are we going to do it--are we?" "I should smile!" they cried, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. "All we want is the chance!" Quick as a flash Betty ran to the piano and began to play the "Star-Spangled Banner." Instantly the others were on their feet and singing with all the pent-up fervor of the last six months, emotions almost too big to master finding expression in the stirring melody. "And we're all in it together," cried Betty, eyes bright and cheeks flaming, "for our dear country--for America!" And, at the greatest moment of their lives, fired by patriotism, confident of victory, we once more, slowly, reluctantly, with many backward glances, take leave of our Outdoor Girls. THE END