The Rover Boys on the Ocean - Or, a chase for a fortune by Edward Stratemeyer
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dasent family slape?"
"I'm looking for my brother," replied Tom. "Sorry to disturb you. Have you seen anything of him?" "Sure an' I don't know yer brother from the side av sole leather, Vy. Go 'long an' let me an' me family slape," replied the Irishman. "I've got to find my brother, sir. I'm afraid he has met with foul play. He came to see the men who just went out." "Oh, is that so now? Foul play, is it? I thought them newcomers was up to no good. I heard 'em carryin' on in their room a while ago." "Which room is it, please?" "There ye are -- the wan on the lift. Is the dure open?" Tom tried the door. "No, it's locked -- the two men just went out." He raised his voice. "Dick! Where are you? Dick!" "If yez call like that yez will have the wholt tiniment aroused," said the Irishman. "An' it's' a bad crowd on the nixt flure, I kin tell ye that." "I can't help it -- I am bound to find my, brother," replied Tom desperately. |
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