The Scranton High Chums on the Cinder Path by Donald Ferguson
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should he go to all that bother, when my going out and coming-in
don't interfere with his happiness a whit?" "Hugh, Nick is on to your scheme for making use of that short-cut across by way of the old deserted quarry!" "You don't tell me?" Hugh observed. "Well, I came near speaking to him about it myself, Thad. You see, Nick is entered for the Marathon, just the same as a number of other Scranton High boys are. If K.K., Just Smith, and several other fellows are to have the benefit of that cutoff, if they choose to avail themselves of it, why shouldn't Nick be included, I've been asking myself? Yes, and I'd about concluded it was my duty to let him know; but if, as you say, he's found out for himself I'll be saved all the bother of telling." "He followed you across yesterday, Hugh. By a mere accident I heard him telling Tip Slavin, and he seemed to think it a good joke, because you never once suspected he was spying on you from behind trees and bushes. Why, he says he followed you clear across to the road again." Hugh shrugged his shoulders. "Then I give Nick full credit for carrying out a clever piece of business. I never once remember suspecting that anybody was around. But, Thad, what's worrying you? There isn't anything about that discovery to excite you." "Hugh, that boy means to do something mean, and it's got a connection with the short-cut quarry road in the bargain!" |
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