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"Let me see, if I am right in my theory this line runs to Darewell and from there That's what I have to find out. With the Darewell end I'm not concerned at present, but I must find where the other end is. Darewell is off to the left. To the right lies the unknown. I must go to the right." With that he set off through the woods, following the telephone line.
Why not?" demanded Ned, "This turtle has been trained against Jim Morton, champion lazy racer of the Darewell High School!" he went on in a loud voice, to make himself heard above the shouts of laughter. "Now, all ready. Come on, Jim, I believe you can beat the turtle if you half try!" Such a yell as there was at this!
Hardman said little, and walked just ahead of the boys, who conversed among themselves. Just as they were nearing the end of the road he turned and asked: "You are sure now there is no other way of going through the forest but this road?" "Positive," replied Bart. "You couldn't be mistaken?" "Well, if there is a road no one in Darewell knows of it," put in Ned.
"That's the way to line 'em out, Ned!" "Go on now! Take another! You can get home!" "Wow! That wins the game! Hurrah for Ned Wilding!" Those were some of the shouts, amid a multitude of others, that came from scores of boyish throats as they watched the baseball game between the Darewell High School and the Lakeville Preparatory Academy.
They took a lunch along, for they felt they might have to undertake a longer journey than the boys had made in going to the asylum, as the animal could not follow over some of the places where the lads had tramped. They followed, in a general direction, the telephone line. Frank told them he had learned this connected with the central exchange in Darewell, and had only been in use a short time.
"Maybe a convict from the prison killed him you never can tell. Jiminys, it's a mystery, sure." "You bet it is," said Roy. "The plot grows thicker. If Sir Guy Weatherby were only here, or Detective Darewell or some of those story-book ginks they " "They probably wouldn't have noticed the plank from the skiff," suggested Pee-wee. Roy laughed and then fell to thinking.
The line forms on this side." Then he proceeded to tell them what Sandy had revealed. "Good for Sandy!" exclaimed Ned. "He treated us pretty mean once, but he's making up for it now." "Yes, it was a good stroke of business the day we helped him load the overturned sleigh," said Fenn, referring to an incident of the previous winter, as related in "The Darewell Chums in the City."
"They paid us back, good and proper." "That's all right. What we did wasn't half as mean as letting those mice loose and spoiling the dance." "Oh, get out!" exclaimed Peter. "It's all in sport. What's the use of getting mad?" But Denny declared he was going to watch his chance to pay the Darewell Chums back with interest.
"Well, I didn't think a sister of mine would go to an affair given by the enemies of the Darewell baseball team." "Oh, you're mad just because they played a trick on you about your dinner. That's nothing. I'm going to the dance just the same. So you'd better tell me now what you want the cheese for." "Oh, if you go to the dance you may hear of it there." "Now, Bart, I think you're real mean!
"Probably he wanted to be sure that none of his patients could escape from the sanitarium and get to Darewell that way," suggested Frank. "I believe Dr. Hardman had an idea my father might try to find me, and wanted to be assured that if he tried it he would get lost in the forest." "I believe you're right," said Bart. "Well, you certainly worked this up in great shape," commented Ned.
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