Jack North's Treasure Hunt - Or, Daring Adventures in South America by Roy Rockwood
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"It seems too good to be true, Mr. Henshaw." "It's the blessed truth and I
know it I don't blame you for feeling well over such an appointment, for it is something any of us might be glad of. But you deserve it." The appearance of Furniss checked Jack's reply. He could see the other understood that he had lost. He had another proof of the fact before he got home from Fret Offut, who said: "Feel mighty stuck up, don't yer? But let me tell yer,'twon't do any good." This was the first time he had spoken to Jack since he had begun work in the shops, and our hero made no reply. The following day, as he was about to leave the shop at the close of his work, Jack was accosted by Furniss, who asked him to assist him a moment at the big hammer. Jack started at once to his help, noticing that the building was completely deserted at the time, except for the second boss and himself; even Henshaw, who generally stayed until after the workmen had left, was gone. His surprise may be imagined then when he saw Fret Offut step from behind a huge boiler as he approached. Still he did not dream of any sinister purpose in the minds of the two, and he was about to stoop to lift a piece of iron at the request of Furniss, when he discovered a bar of iron so suspended over his head from the cross timber that a slight movement on his part was sure to bring it down upon his head. |
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