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"Do I look like a man of peace?" asked Luke. "Yes; shall you live up to the character?" "Until I see the Fox brothers. Then the lamb will become a lion." Luke Robbins entered at once upon his duties as janitor of the Emmonsville bank. It was rather difficult, however, to supply him with employment enough to account for his being in constant attendance.
"Do you know that man?" "No." "It was John Fox, one of the Fox brothers, the famous outlaws." "Humph! I have heard of him. How did he catch you?" Ernest told the story. He also told of the commission he had from the Emmonsville bank. "I am going to ask you a favor," he asked. "What is it?" "I want you to go with me to the bank at Lee's Falls.
"Who were they?" "One I think was a farmer who lives in Claremont. The other seemed to be a Quaker." "I don't remember any Quaker in this neighborhood. He must be a stranger hereabouts." "I think I have seen him before." "Where?" "At the Emmonsville bank. I was passing there one day in disguise, and chancing to look in, I saw this man sitting on a bench near the paying teller's desk."
I only want you to be prudent." "Listen, lad. I want that thousand dollars, and I'm going to make a try for it. Come along with me." "Where are you going?" "To the bank. I'm going to have a talk with the officers, and then I'll decide what to do." At the Emmonsville bank they were on their guard. The expectation of a visit from the Fox brothers caused anxiety and apprehension.
Thanks to Mr. Hardy, Ernest found that the new charge imposed upon him would not materially interfere with his plans. A week later than he had originally intended he and Luke Robbins left Emmonsville by a Western-bound train. As they rushed rapidly over the prairies, Luke Robbins turned to his young companion and said, "Our journey thus far has been adventurous. I wonder what lies before us?"
I was quite tired." The driver smiled. "Perhaps I have an object," he said. Ernest looked an inquiry. "The pleasure of your company," explained his companion, with a smile. "Thank you," answered Ernest. "Now I come to look at you, I think I have seen you before," continued the driver. "Where?" "In Emmonsville at the bank." Ernest became alarmed.
I have done my errand and delivered the bonds. I suppose I ought to go back to Emmonsville." "We will go back. I have found you, and have no more to do here." "Shall we walk?" "No, it is too far. There is a stable a little way from here; I will hire a conveyance, and our Indian friend will perhaps be willing to drive us over."
How long have you been in Emmonsville?" "Not long." "Where do you live there?" "At Mrs. Larkins'." "Do you go to school?" "No." Ernest began to think that his companion was decidedly inquisitive, and something told him that he would do well to be on his guard. Why should he ask so many questions of a boy with whom he had no acquaintance?
"Indeed, I have no money," said the terrified farmer. This was true, for he had put the wallet, containing the five hundred dollars, into the hands of Luke. "You lie! You have just come from the Emmonsville bank, where you drew a large amount." At this proof of knowledge on the part of the outlaw the farmer was almost paralyzed. It appeared to him that the robber must be supernaturally gifted.
"From what bank?" "The Emmonsville bank." "Then he may know something of this Quaker detective." "Well suggested. I will question him." When James Fox returned to the apartment where the boys were still seated at the table he said, "Ernest, I should like to speak to you a minute." Ernest followed him out of the room.
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