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"Great!" cried Tom, delighted. "But say, are we to take Masterson along?" "Of course not," replied Jack. "He can go back to Boston on the train." "Good for you!" declared Tom, slapping his chum on the back. "But I haven't told you my main idea yet," said Jack, smiling, "What is that?" asked the other wonderingly. "Can't you guess?"
Thomasson. glanced at him stealthily, as one gamester scrutinises another over the cards. 'She is Masterson, the porter's, foster-child, he said. 'But is it certain that she has the money? the other cried rudely. 'Is it true, man? How do you know? Is it public property? 'No, Mr. Thomasson answered, 'it is not public property.
Then, 'The Little Masterson, is it? he continued, advancing to the girl, and saluting her with mock ceremony. 'Among friends, I suppose? Well, my dear, for the future be pleased to count me among them. Welcome to my poor house! And here's to bettering your taste for, fie, my love, old men are naughty. Have naught to do with them! And he laughed wickedly.
"Down, Rover, down!" came in a man's voice, and a moment later Aaron Masterson appeared. He was a man of sixty, bent from age and hard work. "Good evening, Mr. Masterson," said Snap. "I don't know if you remember me or not. I am Charley Dodge. My father sold you the lumber for your new barn." "Oh, yes, I remember you," said the old farmer, with a smile. "You came to the raising, didn't you?
"It's William Masterson, of course, and that's his voice outside. Gee whillakers, they must have camped here on purpose to spy on us." Just then it occurred to Dick that he was, as a matter of fact, spying on Masterson. He went to the cave door. Below was a boat containing Masterson and his two friends.
Suddenly, while they watched, they saw one of the boats with three figures in it shoved off. The craft began to drop down the river. Masterson, who was at the oars, steered straight for Rattlesnake Island. "They're going to land here," declared Jack. "What do you think of that for nerve," gasped Tom. "The worst of it is, we can't stop them." "No, that's so.
Thomasson did not admit that that was so, but he writhed in his chair; and presently he took his leave and went away, his plump pale face gloomy and the crow's feet showing plain at the corners of his eyes. He had given no promise; but that evening a messenger from the college requested Mrs. Masterson to attend at his rooms on the following morning. She did not go.
It is safe to say there were over five hundred men present, as it was announced for 'men only. Every gambler in town was there, with a fair sprinkling of cowmen and our tribe. At the appointed hour, Masterson, as chairman, rapped for order, and in a neat little speech announced the object of the meeting.
'But since Miss er Masterson is here, I shall be glad to place my rooms at her mother's disposal. 'There are no rooms, said the landlord. Between the two he was growing bewildered. 'There are mine, said Sir George drily. 'But for yourself, Sir George? 'Oh, never mind me, my good man. I am here to meet Lord Chatham, and some of his people will accommodate me. 'Well, of course, Mr.
"There, now we're coming to an elegant house that I want you to see; you'll never forget it," said John Hilton. "It's where Judge Masterson lives, the great lawyer; the handsomest house in the county, everybody says." "Do you know him, father?" asked Susan Ellen. "I do," answered John Hilton proudly.
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