These may
or may not be the identical goggles, but I believe they are."
"I haven't the least doubt of it," interjected Harriet. "These have a
white cord on them, as you can see. So did those worn by the man that
night."
"I saw the fellow you mean," interposed Jim. "I wondered who he was.
I was at the station to see if your party had come in. This fellow was
keeping out of sight a good deal, but I plainly saw the specs on him.
Then I didn't see him any more. He must have hit the trail up the
mountain."
"Well, I swum!" repeated Janus.
"I think you ought to compel the authorities to do something when you
get back to Compton," said the guardian. "I believe this man of the
goggles is determined to wreak vengeance on us, and for some reason
that we know nothing about."
"I have it!" cried Harriet excitedly. "Now I know who that man who
called on you reminded me of. Collins was the man of the green
goggles. Oh, why didn't I think of it before?"
"But Mr. Collins wore a beard; the other man did not," objected Miss
Elting.
"I can't help it. They were one and the same.
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