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But that easily satisfied chet had long ago had more than enough of rest. Its repose was light, and the sound of baby Maggot falling out of bed caused it to rise, yawn, arch its back and tail, and prepare itself for the mingled joys and torments of the opening day.
You will speak, please!" And Chet Bullard, standing stiffly at attention before his commander, spoke in a tone rendered almost boyish by embarrassment. "I can't accept, sir. Pilot Harkness will bear me out in this. You would decorate us for being the first to navigate space; but we are not the first." "Continue!" ordered the quiet voice as Chet paused. "You refer to Haldgren, probably."
They were about to enter into a heated argument when they saw the wagon that had by this time become familiar to them coming down the road with the boys seated in it or hanging to it in characteristic attitudes. The girls ran out to them and deluged the lads with questions before they had time to learn what it was all about. "A motor car?" asked Chet.
"Gee!" gasped Chet, "if I'm nicked fifty dollars, how shall I ever be able to buy Christmas presents, or even give anything for the Red Cross drive?" "Oh, I'm sorry, Chet!" Jess Morse murmured. "Looks as if hard times had camped on your trail, old boy," declared Lance. "But maybe it is a hundred-dollar bill," Laura said. "It's tough," Short and Long muttered.
Whoever, whatever this was this Moon-being who had signaled and in doing so had happened upon the letters that had a definite meaning of Earth Chet knew he must not frighten him. One outstretched hand touched the metal that cased an arm; moved upward to the headpiece, as close-fitting as his own; tilted it that the light of Earth might shine within and show him what manner of being he had found.
"Oh, please," begged Billie, almost beside herself with impatience by this time and Chet, in his quiet way, was just as bad. There was something about their mother's and father's manner that told them something was in the wind. "I'm just dying by inches," went on Billie. But this time it was Mrs. Bradley who interrupted. "Here we are at home, dear," she said.
Zackey, with the red earth of the mine still streaking his manly countenance, was rolled-up like a ball in his own bed in a dark recess of the room, and little Grace Maggot could be seen in the dim perspective of a closet, also sound asleep, in her own neat little bed, with her hair streaming over the pillow, and the "chet" reposing happily on her neck.
"If he could only put forward an alibi," Lance Darby said, when the Hill crowd of Central High boys and girls discussed the matter. "But he won't say a word!" cried Nellie. "I believe he is innocent." "Then why doesn't he tell where he was at the time?" demanded Laura sternly. "Is he scared to tell the truth?" asked Jess. "I don't think he is," Chet observed thoughtfully.
And Billie, after a moment during which she seemed undecided whether to laugh or cry, presently joined him. "A dog!" gasped Chet, when he could get his breath. "Come here, old man, and let's have a look at you." The dog that had caused all the disturbance came forward at Chet's command and stood looking up at them, his handsome brush waving genially.
He is speaking of one Scott, who had laid claim to certain lands, and had been called on to show his title. "If he break the comand of the Asembli & bring not in the counterfit portreture of the King imprest in yello waxe, anext to his false perpetuiti of 20 mile square, where by he did chet the Town of Brouckhaven, he is to induer the sentance of the Court of Asisies."
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