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It was very painful, and the boys slipped away as soon as they could and, followed by Wugs, went down to the edge of the lawn, and talked things over. Wugs could scarcely leave home at all. He wanted to enlist; he was nearly old enough, and now that Lester was sick, why, some one ought to help the country some Pomeroy. The boys agreed.
Wugs followed his sister into the house, and the two other boys sat down on the steps where they would not miss anything going on. Philip and Benjamin Potter, known to their intimate friends as Pork and Beans Potter, were twins painfully alike in thought, word and deed as well as size and looks. They sat side by side.
"It's the wrong man," his brain kept telling him over and over; and when he told the police that, and heard their shouts of laughter, the words kept repeating themselves over and over, "The wrong man!" There was a Boy Scout meeting one night, and Wugs went.
And the lamp made Beany's head hot, and he took the funny thin paper we found over to the swimmin' hole and made a sort of shade of it. And when we had our letter done, Beany went to take down the shade and, honest to gosh, boys, it was all written on! Wouldn't that frost you? I s'pose you think we're lyin'; but it's true. All writin' on two sides!" "What did you do with it then?" demanded Wugs.
After the usual business was over, gathering them around him in a close group, Wugs went over the story of his brother's great invention, its try-out on the herd of cows, his home-coming, and the terrible ending to his triumphant day.
She turned to the old woman who was helping her, and Wugs, whistling loudly, went through the house and slammed the screen door as he reached the porch. Elinor went on serving the supper. Mr. Pomeroy, her father, was away on one of the long trips he was accustomed to make. He was a breeder of fine cattle, and bought and sold continually.
Asa went cantering down the hill to meet the Potters, and together they strolled over to Wugs' house, that house of unhappiness where the brightest, happiest member of the household lay gazing at the sky or for hours playing with the kitten. He did not know the boys, but when Wugs told him who they were, he greeted them pleasantly enough.
He had a big black mustache and he looked at us like he'd like to eat us. "When he went by," Beany says, 'Well, I bet he is a pirate all right! "So we went on home. And after supper when we come to your house, Wugs, why, you know about that, and there was another coat like the others being arre'sted. Then we went back; and mother wanted us to write it all to Uncle Jake.
Wugs looked up, his eyes wild with terror. "He's dead! He's dead! Les is dead!" he kept saying. Elinor knelt, put her ear on his heart, then sprang to her feet. "Be a man, John," she, said quietly. "Les is living. We will have to work fast to save him."
"We showed it to mom and she took it and put it in her pocket." Wugs groaned. "You see, Wugs, they's three of those coats and every one's worse than the other," finished Porky. "We must find those men. Who is going over to patrol the fairgrounds this year beside me?" said Wugs. "Me and Porky," said Beany proudly. "What's the first thing to do?" asked Porky.
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