Publisher's Synopsis
I don't think we'd better go home that way, Helen. "Why not? Mr. Bassett won't care-and it's the nearest way to the road." "But he's got a sign up-and his cattle run in this pasture," said Ruth Fielding, who, with her chum, Helen Cameron, and Helen's twin brother, Tom, had been skating on the Lumano River, where the ice was smooth below the mouth of the creek which emptied into the larger stream near the Red Mill. "Aw, come on, Ruthie!" cried Tom, stamping his feet to restore circulation.
