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He forced a smile to his lips, and turning to Scott asked when the Bowmans expected to start on their trip. "Monday," was the reply. "It's too bad Rex can't come with us. I was counting on him. We'd have no end of fun." "Oh, Syd," suddenly broke in Rex, "did you know that old Mr. Tyler was dead? Or did he die before you came home last night?"
No: the last image in the child's mind had been the image of Sydney Westerfield. She was still thinking of it when she spoke again. "I wonder whether you're right about Syd?" she began. "You might be mistaken, mightn't you? I sometimes fancy mamma and Sydney may have had a quarrel. Would you mind asking mamma if that's true?" the affectionate little creature said, anxiously.
Roy took things more quietly, but inwardly he was none the less excited. "Syd wants us to meet him down town," he said as they rose from the table. He had been waiting for Rex to tell Miles, but the other had not yet brought himself to do it. "Where are you going?" Jess wanted to know. "To the theater?" "No, indeed," responded Rex. Then he folded up his napkin quickly and left the dining room.
"Yes, I meant A. Supposing A knows that B is just as deserving of the prize as he is, and that that he'll make equally as good use of it. Do you follow, Syd?" "Y yes, I think so," answered the other doubtfully. "Well, now, the question I want your opinion on is this: Wouldn't it be perfectly fair for A to well, slip a cog or two, you know " "Slip a cog?" queried Sydney, puzzled.
Syd and I started from our seats, and gazed bewilderedly at an expanse of yellow sand softly revealed beneath the mist, and stretching ahead and on either hand into the white moisture by which we were encompassed. John walked over to us apparently unmoved. "Well, this is a go," said he.
"Do you think he will will " Rex began and came to a sudden stop. "Send me to jail?" Syd finished for him. "He may. He has a right to do it. I deserve to go. Oh, boys, I wonder how you can bear to be with me." "You did it for our sakes, Syd," responded Roy. But Rex said nothing. When they reached the house they found Eva and Jess in the parlor, entertaining company.
"I only want to see one of them," Sydney whispered quickly, as Rex took a seat by the bedside, some dozen letters in his lap. "Which one, Syd?" asked Roy, gently. "It is from an old lady a Mrs. Fox. It will probably be in a plain envelope." "Perhaps this is it, then. Shall I open it and see?" "No, no. Give it to me," replied Sydney quickly.
He had no fear of going to jail. He felt that there was justice enough in the world to ward that off. But the ignominy of his present position was torture enough to a proud spirit like his. Ah, here was one of the elevators coming down, with Scott looking eagerly out at him. And Syd was with him. But was it Syd, this fellow with the pallid cheeks and deep circles under the eyes?
"I'll let you know what Syd finds out about this as soon as he finds out anything," Rex told Miles at parting. Miles had begun to attend school. He had not had an opportunity to study since leaving the Morriseys. He was naturally quick, and made good progress. "He'll know too much by spring to be put to garden work again," Mrs. Raynor had said when she was in.
Eva took a deep interest in the case. She was of a literary turn of mind, and wove many a romance in her busy brain about the early history of this strange youth, who seemed so extraordinarily gentle, considering his rough bringing up. Sydney came home just before the twins' vacation ended. "Oh, Syd!"
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