Campfire Girls in the Allegheny Mountains - or, A Christmas Success against Odds by Stella M. Francis
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"Who do you suppose those two men are that we saw come out of the
cave?" Miles Berryman inquired. "The chances are ninety-nine out of a hundred that this affair is connected directly with the strike," Clifford replied, with confident assurance. "The highwaymen who plotted this scheme doubtless belong to the rougher element of the strikers. They are really dangerous men, and the community would be much safer if they were lodged in prison." "How do you suppose they got your uncle to come away out here at the time when he usually starts home for dinner--that is, if he really came this way?" asked Hal Ettelson. "That's the very thing that's bothering me most," Clifford replied, with puzzled air. "Uncle is usually pretty shrewd, and I am pretty certain that people who try to put anything over on him generally find that they have a hard job on their hands." "I'd take it, from the note Jerry found, that this is a decoy game they're trying to work," Ernie remarked. "It'd have to be a sharp one to get my uncle," declared Clifford. "He's a very clever business man." "The smartest men get caught once in a while," was Ernie's sage remark. "That must have been a chauffeur who wrote that note," observed Johnny St. John. "It read as if a chauffeur was the brains of this plot. If we get there on time, he won't have much to chauffeur it" (show for |
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