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Updated: April 30, 2025
I read the society columns and keep posted about little details. It pays, Shorty. Now see! I happen to know that these here Shaftons have several summer homes, one in the mountains, one at the seashore, one up at an island out in the ocean, and a farm down in Jersey, where they go at Christmas fer the holidays sometimes. Well, just now I happen to know Mrs.
And so, while the days hastened on Billy lay between clean white sheets on a bed of pain in a private ward of a wonderful Memorial Hospital put up by the Shaftons in honor of a child that died.
The Shaftons were deeply interested in it. The boy had mysteriously brought back all their valuable papers and jewels that had been stolen from them, and they were anxious to put him on his feet again. It went sadly against the comfortable self-complacent grain of a Shafton to feel himself under such mortal obligation to any one.
There's nothing like it fer getting valuable information. I read a lot and I always remember anything that's worth while." "I don't see how that's doin' us any good now," growled Shorty. "Don't get hasty, Shorty, I'm comin' to it. You see these here Shaftons have been on my mind fer some while back. I make it a point to know about guys like that.
What on earth does he want at Shaftons?" "I'spose you've come down after the reward," grinned the man, "I could have saved you the trouble if you'd told me. The kidnapped son has got home. They are not in need of further information." Billy gave him a superior leer with one eye closed: "You may not know all there is to know about that," he said impudently, "where did you say he lived?"
Billy curled down in the back seat without further ceremony. "Where are you going son?" Billy named the country seat of the Shaftons, having no idea how far away it was. The man gave a whistle. "What! On that wheel? Well, go to sleep son. I'm going there myself, so don't worry. I'll wake you up when you get there."
He took down the receiver in a shaky hand, calling Long Distance. "This Long Distance? Well, gimme Economy 13." The Shaftons for the instant were busy looking over the papers, identifying each jewel, wondering if any were missing. They did not notice Billy till a gruff young voice rang out with a pathetic tremble in it: "That you Chief? This is Billy.
The sun blinded him as he stumbled down the back steps and went to get his wheel, but somehow he managed it, plunging through the brakes and tangles, and back to the road. It ran in his brain where the Shaftons lived out in the country on the Jersey shore. He had a mental picture in the back of his mind how to get there.
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