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"You do, eh?" responded Grafton sarcastically. "Well, I wouldn't try very hard to claim relationship if I were you. I guess if the honest truth were known there aren't very many fellows who would want to be in John Garwood's shoes, for all his money." "Why?" asked Kenneth. "Because he's no good. Look at the way he treated his employees in that last strike! Some of 'em nearly starved to death!"

Nor was it long ere they burst from cover and came upon Amos Garwood, standing as though lost in thought, for Garwood was trying to comprehend Teall's words, "the crazy man." All in a flash Dick recognized the man. So did his chums. Hi Martin alone was in the dark. "Good afternoon," was Garwood's greeting, as he looked up as though coming out of a trance.

Dick shot a significant look at Tom Reade, then glanced covertly in Amos Garwood's direction. Reade understood and nodded. "I don't really need or want you along with me, Dave," Dick murmured as soon as the three boys were out of sight of the others. "What I wanted was a chance to talk to you.

Lower House set up a frantic chorus of triumph. If only Marble or Collier could succeed where Knox had failed! But neither Jim nor the left guard was going to try, it seemed. For over at the Red's bench a lithe form was peeling off his sweater, and in a moment the cry swept the hall: "Garwood's going to throw! Garwood! Garwood!" "It's all right," Jim had whispered. "I asked the doc. Do your best.

"The man doesn't appear to be badly hurt," declared the medical man. "It won't take us five minutes to get him into town and in the hospital, so I believe we had better start to revive him after we get him there." Two strong men were found who were willing to sit in the tonneau, holding Amos Garwood's insensible body between them. As the car started away a subdued cheer arose.

Garwood's statement was to the effect that the figure, when he had seen it, was clear of the edge of the picture, but had not got far across the lawn. He remembered a white mark on the back of its drapery, but could not have been sure it was a cross. A document to this effect was then drawn up and signed, and Nisbet proceeded to photograph the picture. 'Now what do you mean to do? he said.