Swept Out to Sea / Or, Clint Webb Among the Whalers

ayberry Reveal

om. I had got through with both of them, however. Whether the butler-and th

d her eyes closed. I hurried to the telephone and called up Dr. Eldridge, who was an old friend of our family as we

re chance. He had been talking to his son in a low voice, but with emphasis; and I could see b

going to Justice of the Peace Ringold just as soon

at me. He was a tall and bony man and I knew very well that I should fare ill in his hands. I dodged back, found the impert

tly. "Hamilton has the horses harne

ntly as much surprised that the butler

mes, just as though the occasion was an ordi

s. "This is an outrage. And let me tell you, you dunderhe

in the least. "Shall I bring down

ay for this house when we leave it in such a way," he said, his threat hissing through his clenched teeth as

ble to resist a mild "gloat." "But he couldn't carry out his thre

, without a word to me, and with the attitude and manner of the well-trained se

o years that he had practised in Bolderhead) sitting upon the box of the closed carriage. Of all the people who worked fo

n this present occasion. Ham had a deal of influence with the other servants,

d when I called to

ey go, Ham," I told him. "I want

ction of a man on the street he'll lay a course for you as though you were at sea. Ham May

lipped out of the way. I didn't want any more words with him, if I could help.

led briskly away just as Dr. Eldridge's little electric wagon steamed up to the other door. The do

nded. "What have you been doing t

xiety. And I believed that I could take him into my confidence-to an extent, at least. I did not tell him how Paul

and picked up his case again from the hall settee. "The least said abo

my father's death. Now, I had lived some sixteen years up to this very evening and had never heard anything but the

ours later a passing fishing party discovered the empty dory, bobbing up and down at the end of its kedge cable. The fishing lines were out. My father's hat was in the boat, and his watch lay upon a seat as though

in he had fallen overboard. With the current as it is about W

it. That there was any mystery about my father's death I could not bel

m Mayberry before I we

e, and his pink, fat face was very seri

octor was a most sanguine practitioner and usually brought a spirit of cheerfulness with him into any h

't suppose that I had anything to do with th

side the house. She is in a very nervous state. She must not be worried. Friction

gone I went up and tapped on the door.

-tone," said the French woman, a

r, beckoned me into the dining room. At one end of the table he had laid a cloth and he made me sit down and eat a very tasty supper that had been prepared

tablework. I helped him unharness Bob and Betty, while he told me where he had taken the Downeses. Th

on the morrow, Master Clint-or, them's my pr

over here and try to

rec

kept out. Dr. Eldridge says she should not be dis

your teeth, sir," exclaimed the coachm

an, Ham?" I dem

ut of Bob's stall and put his grizzled face close to mine while

id of you-to put ye away from your mother altogether-to make her believe ye air a bad egg, in fact. 'Tis time he and