"Looks to me like a coat."
"Do you really think it is?"
"Sure thing!" laughed Ned. "I'm going over there directly and see if
it is still there."
Frank looked puzzled.
"But how did it come there?" he asked. "Why should it be left there?"
"I have known children to throw off coats or jackets on a hot day,"
smiled Ned. "I imagine that princes are not different from other
children."
Ned went on with his examination of the pictures. At last he came to
one which was badly torn, almost half of it being missing.
"There," he said. "This is a picture taken right there at Chimney
rock. Do you see the face above it?"
The face referred to was not that of either of the two men Jimmie had
been captured by, or of Bradley, who sat scowling just beyond reach
of their voices.
"That is the man we want," Ned said, with a sigh. "If we had the
other part of the picture we should see the boy looking over the
rock, close at the man's side."
"Very close!" Frank observed. "They seem to have hold of hands.
Doesn't that look like a closed hand down lower?"
"That is just what it is!"
Ned laid the picture aside and Frank brought out those which had been
made from the films taken from the baby camera.
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