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If we could have held him back a couple of days longer that land and maybe those stocks would have been ours." "He's got some smart sons, that man," observed Fog. "I know, for I once ran up against them," and he told about the biplane incident. "They are altogether too smart," growled Pelter. "I'd like to wring their necks for 'em!" "Well, we'll turn the trick on 'em yet," said Japson.
Josiah Crabtree uttered a wild yell of terror and clutched vainly at the sill and the clapboards under it. Then he came tumbling to the ground, doubling up in a heap as he did so. Tom expected him to arise and run, but he lay still where he had fallen. "He's hurt, seriously hurt!" muttered the youth. "Maybe he's killed!" Tom glanced up, to see the white face of Jesse Pelter peering down upon him.
One thing is sure, something very much out of the way has happened, or Dick wouldn't have sent that telegram." "Perhaps Pelter, Japson & Company haven't been as honest as they promised to be. Maybe they are holding back some of the securities that belong to dad." "That may be so, too. At the same time, you must remember that Songbird's uncle is our attorney, and I don't think Mr.
This was done, and then Pelter, Japson, and Fogg were held for a further hearing. "Can't we get bail?" demanded the lawyer. "Certainly, if you wish," was the reply. And then the amount was fixed, and the prisoners sent out a messenger, to see if they could not get somebody to go on their bail bonds. Dick's parting with Baxter was very cordial.
Do you mean to insinuate that we er may know where he is why he is missing?" demanded Jesse Pelter, sharply. "I insinuate nothing, Mr. Pelter. But if you expected him the next day after he was here, and he didn't come, why didn't you telephone to him?" "I er I didn't know where he was stopping. If I had known, I might have telephoned to him.
And then, as the scenes of the drama progressed, he and his brothers turned their attention to what was going on. At the end of the photo drama there was a short intermission, during which a number of persons went out and an even larger number came in. There was a seat vacated beside the Rovers, and Barton Pelter took this. "How are you fellows making out at your offices?" asked the young man.
"Was it er er was it er that is, did you have the same combination on it that the lock used to have?" stammered the other. "No. I had the combination changed." "And you haven't got the least idea then who took the bonds?" questioned Barton Pelter. "Not so far." "It's strange. Say, that's a fierce loss! I couldn't lose that much;" and the young man laughed nervously.
"Say, tell me something!" broke in Tom. "Were this Barton Pelter and his uncle on good terms?" "They used to be," replied the office boy, "but once or twice they had some pretty warm talks. This young feller didn't like it at all the way his uncle treated your father. I heard him tell his uncle once, that what he was doing was close to swindling. Then Mr.
"Their office boy," he thought. "Maybe I can get something out of him." He walked up to the youth and nodded pleasantly. "You're the boy from Pelter, Japson & Company, aren't you?" he asked. "Yep," was the laconic reply. "I want to find a man connected with your concern I don't know his name," continued Dick. "He has a pointed chin and very heavy eyebrows." "Oh, you mean Mr.
Something was inadvertently said to stir the old man's Toryism, and he broke out in indignant denunciation of some views expressed by Arnold. The storm lasted all the way to Pelter Bridge, and the girl on Arnold's left stole various alarmed glances at him to see how he was taking it.
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