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Lower and lower it came, until it hovered in the air just above us; then it burst into a million sparks and vanished. For a moment, no one spoke; then I heard Hinman's voice, and it was decidedly unsteady. "What is this, anyway?" he demanded. "The Arabian Nights?" "No," said Godfrey, and in his voice was the ring of triumph. "It's merely a device of one of the cleverest fakirs who ever lived.
Dick and Dave thought they might learn more about the odd peddler, but Reuben Hinman's affairs was one subject that the physician did not seem inclined to talk about. "Now, if you young men want to take Reuben over to Fenton," said Dr. Haynes, at last, "I'll telephone Dr. Warren from here, and he'll be expecting you.
With an inarticulate cry the old peddler seized the wallet that was handed down to him. He shook like a leaf as Tom held the lantern for him to count the money. Now that the strain was over, Mr. Hinman's legs became suddenly too weak to support him. He sank to the ground, Tom squatting close so that the lantern's rays would fall where they would be most useful.
Godfrey caught it, and stared at it an instant in bewilderment; then, with a stifled exclamation, he sprang to the light and held the object close under it. "By all the gods!" he cried, in a voice as shrill as Hinman's own. "The finger-prints!"
Hinman is here, ill," began the stranger. "He is," Tom nodded. "Have you any interest in him?" "Mr. Hinman is my father." "Come right in," Tom invited, throwing open the flap of the tent. "Hold my horse, will you?" Something in the younger Hinman's way of making the request caused Reade's backbone to stiffen. "I see that you have a piece of halter rope," Tom replied.
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