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"Gaffington found it," said Andy. "Sit down and I'll explain," which he did. "Well, that is a queer go!" exclaimed Pulter. "How in the world did my book get out to Yale Field? It isn't so queer that Gaffington would find it, for I understand he goes out there a lot, on walks. But how did my book get there?"
"Well, Andy, how do you size it up?" asked Dunk, when Pulter had gone back to his apartment and Andy and his chum sat in their cozy room before a crackling fire. "How do you mean?" asked Andy, to gain time. "Why, about Gaffington having that book. Didn't it look sort of fishy to you?" "It did in a way, yes. But his explanation was very natural. It all might have happened that way."
One day Hal Pulter, who roomed in Wright Hall, near Dunk and Andy, reported that an expensive reference book had been taken from his room. The usual experience followed, with no result. Then, about a week later, as Andy was walking past the small building at High and Elm streets, where the University Press had its quarters, he came up behind Mortimer Gaffington, who seemed to be studying a book.
"Probably whoever took it found they couldn't get much by pawning or selling it, and threw it away," suggested Dunk. "Looks that way," agreed Andy. "But it sure is a queer game all around." They discussed it from many standpoints. Pulter was very glad to get his book back, for he was not a wealthy lad, and the cost of a new volume meant more to him than it would to others.
Mortimer went into Wright Hall, but Pulter was not in. "I'll leave the book for him," Mortimer said to Andy, "and you can call his attention to it. If it isn't his let me know, and I'll post a notice saying that I've found it." "All right," agreed our hero. "But I know it's Pulter's."
That sure is Pulter's book. Where did you get it? That's the one he made such a fuss about!" "Pulter's book, eh?" murmured Mortimer, slowly, as he turned it about, looking on the front and back blank pages. "It sure is," went on Andy, eagerly. "I'd know that ink blot anywhere. Pulter let out a howl like an Indian when my pen leaked on his book.
He was telling Dunk about the incident, when his roommate came in a little later, and they were discussing the queer coincidence, when Pulter came bursting in. "Oh, I say!" he cried. "I've got my book back! What do you know about that? It was on my table, and " He stopped and looked queerly at Andy and Dunk, who were smiling. "What's the joke?" demanded Pulter. "Did you fellows "
"Why, that's Pulter's book!" he exclaimed, speaking aloud involuntarily. "Where did you get it?" Mortimer turned quickly and faced Andy. "What's that?" he asked, sharply. "I say that's Pulter's book," Andy went on. "How do you know?" asked Mortimer. "Why, by that big ink blot. I made it. Pulter was in our room with the book just before it was stolen, and my fountain pen leaked on it.
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