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"I'm willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. I'm going to bed, Harry. What do you say?" Hazelton was agreeable. Within twenty minutes both young engineers were sound asleep. It was after midnight when cries of "fire!" from the street aroused them. Tom Reade threw open the door to be greeted by a cloud of stifling smoke. "Hustle, Harry!" he gasped, making a rush to get into his clothing.
"It's the toughest luck that ever happened," grumbled Hazelton, right guard, to Holmes, right tackle. "And I don't believe Drayne is in anything like condition, either." "Now, see here, you two," broke in Captain Wadleigh behind them, as he gripped an arm of either boy, "no croaking. We can't afford it." "We can't afford anything," grinned Hazelton uneasily.
At a very early hour, considering the lateness of the evening meal, Reade, with his knack in woodwork, and with no other tool than his jackknife, had fashioned the stocks for two "rifles." These Hazelton carefully treated with mud from the lake so as to give them a dark color.
Then he was released and she turned, crying: "Come and thank him, Ed!" But Ed had taken himself off perhaps he did not care to allow anyone to witness his joy. Some time during the evening Hollis took his departure from the Hazelton cabin. Ed had come back, silently taking Hollis's hand and gripping it earnestly. And before Hollis had departed Ed had taken himself into the house.
"I'm afraid I showed up like a lout," whispered Dave, as Dick rejoined his chums. "No, you didn't," Dick retorted. "You showed what all of us show -that you need training to get into good shape. That's what the coach is working with us for." "I'm betting on you and Dick for the team," put in Tom Reade, quickly. "Dick will make it, and I think you will, too, Dave," added Harry Hazelton.
At the little landing Hazelton and Mr. Prenter joined the waiting president and superintendent. "Did you really find out anything?" called Mr. Bascomb eagerly. "It's as big a mystery as ever." "There's just one thing we'll have to do," sighed Mr. Bascomb, "and that will be to stop running the camp on a basis of old Puritan laws." "You talk Reade into it, if you can," chuckled Treasurer Prenter.
"Dead?" queried Norton sharply, his lips straightening. "No," returned Hazelton gloomily; "he ain't dead. But when I found him he wasn't far from it. Herd-rode him, the damned sneaks! Beat him up so's his own mother wouldn't know him!" "Wait!" commanded Norton. "I'm going with you. I suppose you've got him over to your shack?" He caught Hazelton's nod and issued an order to Potter.
"You keep out of here, stranger!" ordered one of the quartette gruffly. "Don't you do anything of the sort, Harry!" roared Reade's voice. "You keep right on an join us." "Did you hear my advice?" insisted the leader of the four, holding his rifle as though would throw the butt to his shoulder. "Yes," said Hazelton, calmly, "but I also heard my senior partner's order. He and I stick together.
I have already written to our officers in New York, thanking them for having sent you two young men." "Here's the map I have just finished, sir," said Harry, rising from his drawing table on which were arranged the various draughtsman's inks and washes -the latter being thin solutions of water colors with which some parts of the maps were colored. "Very handsomely done, Hazelton.
"Some one's pulling the latch-string from outside," reported Harry Hazelton, too startled, for the moment, to let the bar fall. But Tom wheeled like a flash, leaped forward and dropped the bar back into place. "It's the fellow, or fellows, who have been living here before we came," whispered Dan in a half-scared voice. "Let me in quick!" demanded a voice. "Move on!" ordered Dave.
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