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Then he must have discovered his relationship to the Ralestones; perhaps he solved the anagram or found the pasted pages in the prayer-book "He was not ambitious for himself, but he wanted a better chance for his foster-son and nephew than the one he had had. So he endeavored to prove his claim to this property. Unfortunately, the lawyer he trusted was a shyster of the worst sort.
"Then what more is there to worry about? Let the party begin." Val reached for his box of pencils. That afternoon promptly at three-thirty the Ralestones of Pirate's Haven were going to give their first party. They had lived, eaten, and slept with the idea of a party for the past week until Rupert rebelled and disappeared for the morning, taking Charity with him.
Although the boy was one of the smaller "Black" Ralestones, he topped the invader by a good two inches, and he noted this with delight as he came up to him. "Ricky," he said briefly, "go in. And send Sam for Rupert." She nodded and was gone. The man turned to face Val. "You again, huh?" he demanded. "Yes.
"That we are the very first Ralestones to to come home since Grandfather Miles rode away in 1867." "And why the sudden dip into ancient history?" Val inquired as he limped around to help Rupert. "I don't know," her eyes were fast upon moss-greened wall and ponderous door hewn of a single slab of oak, "except well, we are coming home at last. I wonder if if they know. All those others.
We are the Ralestones of Pirate's Haven and we are going to continue to be the Ralestones of Pirate's Haven." "In spite of the enemy? I agree." Val stepped on the starter. "You know, a hundred years ago there would have been a very simple remedy for this rival-claimant business." "What?" "Pistols for two coffee for one.
Creighton took up the small painting. "Hm-m," he looked from the ivory to Jeems and then to Val, "this is the final proof. Either one of you might have sat for this. You have the same coloring and features. If it were not for a slight difference of expression you might pass for twins. At any rate, there is no denying that you are both Ralestones."
Rupert and Ricky or to give her her very formal name in full Richanda Anne, were "Red" Ralestones, possessing the thin, three-cornered faces, the dark mahogany hair, the sharply defined cheek-bones which had been the mark of the family as far back in history as portraits or written descriptions existed. The "Red" Ralestones were marked also by height and a suppleness of body and movement.
Creighton made several attempts to get in touch with Jeems, whom he seemed to suspect of concealing vast literary treasures. And he spent one hot morning going through the trunk of papers which the Ralestones had found in the storage-room. Ricky commented upon the fact that being a publisher's scout was almost like being an antique buyer. Holmes was a perfect foil for his laboring friend.
Would Jeems surrender as easily as that? "Just an explanation of how you get into the house unseen." "Yo'll nevah know!" The swamper's reply came swift and clear. "No? Well, I'd think twice before I held to that answer if I were you," purred the other softly. "A word to the Ralestones about those nightly walks of yours " "Won't give yo' what yo' want," replied Jeems shrewdly. "I see.
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