Ruth, already successful as a scenario writer, had planned an unusual outline for a new moving picture. This outline disappeared and then turned up in a most unexpected fashion!
elieved it to be the very best thing she had ever originated, and she said she wished to surprise them all.
He even knew that all her notes and "before-the-finish" writing was in the notebooks that had now gone with the completed manuscript. It looked more than mysterious. It was suspicious.
Tom looked all around the summer-house. Of course, after this hard downpour it was impossible to mark any footsteps. Nor, indeed, did the raider need to leave such a trail in getting to and departing from the little vine-covered pavilion. The sward was heavy all about it save on the river side.
The young man found not a trace. Nor did he see a piece of paper anywhere. He was confident that Ruth's papers and notebooks and pen had been removed by some human agency. And it could not have been a friend who had done this thing.
"Didn't you find anything, Tom?" Ruth Fielding asked, as Helen's twin re