"Well, almost really."
Will grew better every minute and wanted to tell his story, but the girls insisted on waiting, except for the most important details, until he had reached the orange grove. To satisfy him, however, they told how they came to be in Florida.
As for The Loon, no sooner had he a sight of Will's face than he danced about like a child, and cried:
"That's him! That's the one! He's the one I went to get help for!"
"That's right, my boy," said Will, weakly. "But I thought you had fooled me."
"I—I lost the money and note," faltered poor Harry.
"But, after all, he was the means of saving Tom, and, in a way, you, also," said Grace.
"Who's Tom?" asked Will.
And they told him.
That there was surprise at Orangeade when the outdoor girls arrived with Will Ford can easily be imagined. The first thing done was to send a telegram to Mr. Ford, apprising him that his son was found.
Then Will told his story.
The first part the girls were already familiar with—how, tiring of life in Uncle Isaac's mill,
