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Quickly he pulled it apart and began again. The Fox and Eagle patrols jumped to their feet and pleaded for their respective teams to hurry. Wally calmly ran the bandage up the calf of Alex's leg. "Finished," cried the Foxes and the Eagles. "Finished," cried Wally. "Gosh!" whispered Bobby. "His bandage looks neater than theirs."
Securing a new hold on Alex's arms, the speaker and the Italian dragged him with them back down the gorge. As they neared the spot at which the dynamite was supposed to be safely hidden, the stranger halted abruptly, studied Alex intently a moment, then sent Big Tony on ahead, after a whispered word in his ear. Alex knew the foreigner had gone to learn whether the dynamite had been touched.
They always whispered when they spoke of sin, as if it were sleeping somewhere near, and were liable to be aroused. Matilda divined their thoughts, and fretted under Alex's neglect of public service. She wished him to carry his head high, with the dignity of innocence. It appalled him at times to see how perfectly she apprehended her own part as the wife of a man wrongfully accused.
As he spoke Alex noted with new alarm that the Italian was regarding him sharply. He turned his back more fully to the moonlight. Immediately he chided himself for his stupidity. The move emphasized the struggling sense of recognition in the Italian's mind, he smartly turned Alex's face full to the moon, and uttered a cry in Italian. "Now I know! I know!" he cried exultingly. "I know heem before!
I lost the oil can on the bridge. There is no oil here. What shall I do?" As the chief read off the excited words to the superintendent, the official sank limply and hopelessly into a chair. "But might there not be some there, somewhere? Who would know, Mr. Allen?" At Alex's words the chief spun about. "McLaren, call Flanagan on the 'phone!" he cried. "Quick!"
I must say, for all Alex's anxiety to set me free, he paid little enough attention to my plight. He jumped through the opening into the secret room, and picked up the portable safe. "I am going to put this in Mr. Halsey's room, Miss Innes," he said, "and I shall send one of the detectives to guard it." I hardly heard him.
The stranger turned, and Alex drew back with a start, and then a smile. It was the second man of the two who on the previous Sunday had attempted to wreck the track-machine the one who had made his escape. As the man turned more fully, and he caught his words, Alex's jubilant smile vanished. "... enough to blow the whole thing to matchwood, if you place it right," he was saying.
How fond Fred learnt to be of Alex will be easily understood, and the best requital of his kindness that he could devise was an offer a very adventurous one, as was thought by all who heard of it to undertake little Willy's Latin, which being now far beyond Aunt Roger's knowledge, had been under Alex's care for the holidays.
"With a sweeping bow, I said, 'Adieu, Alex; Auf wiedersehen, and left the store. "I knew Alex's habits. He always went to dinner when the town clock struck twelve. A deaf shoemaker in the next block regulated his watch, they say, by Alex's movements. A few minutes past twelve I went back to the store and left on the front show case a bunch of samples done up in a red cloth.
After luncheon I sent out my advance cards and took up a book. My mind was perfectly easy, because I knew just exactly what was going to happen. "At a quarter to six, Abie, Alex's boy, disturbed me while I was in the middle of a chapter and said: 'Papa wants to see you right away. The store closes at six.
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