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All left the cab and hurried after Jesse Pelter, who was now all but out of sight. He passed between two buildings and the boys followed him slowly. "Wait!" cried Dick presently. "Look!" "Why, it's Crabtree!" exclaimed Sam, as another figure came into view that of a heavily-bearded man with a slouch hat. "Exactly," returned Dick.
"Remember, the game isn't ended until the last card is played." "That's right," thought Dick. "And it won't be long before I play the last card!" "After this affair is a thing of the past, I am going after those business interests of the Rovers," went on Jesse Pelter. "They are pretty well tangled up they got so while Rover was sick. I think we can make something out of them yet."
Jesse Pelter was very bitter against his nephew for exposing him, but the Rovers told the young man that he had done exactly right, and he said that he thought so, too. As soon as the trial was over Barton Pelter returned to the Middle West, where he did fairly well as a traveling salesman for the cracker company.
Then out of the clatter and swish of driven water came the cheerful cry: "Hello, Jack Snipe!" "Who are you?" called out David. "Ha! Who goes there, you mean. Always use the correct question, kid. How can I give the secret password unless you put it up to me right? Oh, I say! I didn't see you, Miss Christine. Geminy! Ain't this a pelter?" "Why, it's Dick," cried David.
"The loss of such an amount must hurt you a whole lot," ventured Barton Pelter, after a slight pause. "It would ruin some folks." "It does hurt us a whole lot," broke in Sam. "Unless we get those bonds back or at least a part of them we are going to have pretty hard sledding to pull through." "It's a shame!
Near one of the windows grew some bushes, and they crept along to these. Then Dick looked through the window. He saw Pelter and Japson seated at a table, going over some legal papers. Nobody else was visible. "Perhaps Crabtree took father to some other place, after the chauffeur left!" thought the youth, in dismay. The window was closed, so the boys could not hear what was being said.
Pan thought he was going to like Pelter best, although Pilldarlick was surely a cowboy name and therefore all satisfying. It turned out, however, that Pan could not ride Pelter. He was locoed. He bucked Pan off every time. Pilldarlick was really much better than he looked, and soon filled the void in Pan's heart.
I'd like to see him as soon as possible." "Why, what's up now, Dick?" questioned Sam. "I want to ask him if he knows anything about Jesse Pelter where the fellow has gone to." "It isn't likely. I don't think those two parted the best of friends." "Most likely not. Still Crabtree may know where Pelter keeps himself." "I'll tell you what you might do, Dick," suggested Tom.
At first Dick and Tom had thought to leave Sam behind, but the latter had insisted on going along. It had been a two hours' run to the Quaker City. "Let's look at a telephone directory," suggested Tom. "Oh, you don't want to telephone to him, do you?" queried Sam. "That might put Jesse Pelter on his guard." "We won't telephone, we'll simply look for the address," answered his brother.
"The last I heard of him, he was still under the care of Doctor Havens." "Don't you think we ought to call on him? He might want to see us." "If he wanted that, Sam, wouldn't he send us word? Perhaps, if he is any relation to Jesse Pelter, he would rather we would keep away from him." On the following morning a letter came addressed to Tom, and bearing the Ashton postmark.
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