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A Young Inventor's Pluck; or, The Mystery of the Willington Legacy

Chapter 9 MR. BENTON MAKES TROUBLE

Word Count: 1178    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

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r, who had been dozing in the rocki

in troubles," replied he

heir feet and hu

d it when a man rushed past her

p! H

nd she ascended the stairs as fast as her portly

lock the door of the adjoining chamber. They found Deb

stolen Jack's model!" gasped the

o me after him," he continued, hurryin

y when he hears that i

t," said the kin

s, and stroking the soft, curly hair

e of hysterics, and it was only Mrs. Snitzer's quick sense of c

rned. The look upon his face told pla

ldn't see nodding of him;" and h

e Jack away, but to have some one steal his precious mode

t," she sobbed; "I ought

would do no good to check the flow of tears. She motioned her husba

elfare. As long as she could remember, her brother had never remained away over night, a

h. She prepared no breakfast, nor did she touch

and down the str

l no

s one seen him? No. Perhaps that o

ale, and with faltering

reeted her with

u here this mor

replied Deb, in a choking voice, "and I though

replied the man. "Missing, eh!" He gave a l

do you

to escap

uldn't d

ected things sometimes. So yo

N

er reflected

dy else of being the cau

st certain it was done

this Mosey coul

s,

her has a clue, and i

e affair in

re right," sai

m. Hope so

nk y

to the street. There was a good deal of c

Mont at one of the windows. A second later th

work," he said. "Now I won't have hardl

rn that Jack had not ye

that stole the model, I can't imagine. Tell you what I'll do. I'll post thes

found a man and a boy in

lington?" asked t

s,

ble to pay the rent that is due, I ha

nk back

house?" sh

erved you with a three days

--two d

e day

only

ase let me se

a day back,"

rugged his

t the time. I am a constable, and we people al

ut us?" faltered the g

f-fact reply. The constable was old in the servi

eet!" wailed

of course, you can raise th

cted to get fifty dollars from a man f

he

t my brothe

you g

esitatingly. "I'll try, anyway.

he took a chair, and began to read the m

urgent errand, there was a noise out

he demanded, without an

irl, her breath almost taken away

ontinued the speculator. "I supp

was stolen

ain. Mr. Benton cau

ot to do me out of my rights! But it won't work, understand that, it won't work

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