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"Yes, it's him," repeated Porky. "His ears ain't mates."
"I know," said Beany. "What we goin' to do?"
"Keep still and say nuthin'. If you ain't eleven foot tall,
nobody believes you. I found that out. And I got a hunch that
guy has the formula."
"What makes you think that?" asked Beany. "I got it too; but I
don't believe it."
"Dunno," said Beany. "Don't you know how you feel it back of
your neck when anybody looks in the window? I know it just like
that. An' we got to do this job all alone. I don't like his
looks neither. Awful smooth' but' murderin'. Are you game,
Porky, to land him ourselves?"
"Sure!" said Porky. "Ain't I alwus? What comes first?"
"Le's think," said Beany.
CHAPTER IV
REVELATIONS AT THE FLOWER-HOUSE
You would not have thought they were thinking at all as they sat
on the broad brick steps, holding their chins in their right
hands, left hands twisting their puttee lacers. They talked
occasionally but not of the yellow-eyed man who was even then
laughing and talking to the Colonel.
They came out a few minutes later, and "Captain DuChassis," as
the Colonel called him, ran lightly down and drove off toward the
clubhouse. The Colonel stood looking after him, and the two boys
stood at attention beside him. He looked down and saw them
presently.
"Boys, did you ever have a hunch?" he said.
"Yes, Sir!" they said together.
"Silly things--hunches; very silly! Never let a hunch spoil what
seems to be a very good friendship, or change your opinion of a
man."
Porky looked quickly up.
"I got the same hunch, Colonel," he said.
"Same man," added Beany.
"Eh, what's this?" demanded the Colonel.
The boys were silent; and while the officer continued his puzzled
study of the two faces, the long racer swept again to the steps,
and Captain DuChassis stepped out and handed down a lovely girl.
She was in a riding habit, and she ran lightly up to the Colonel
and kissed his tanned cheek. "Well, daddy," she cried, "we are
going to take a ride together, Captain and I!"
She looked at the young man beside her and smiled. He was
resplendent in riding clothes and returned her smile tenderly.
They stood talking with the Colonel while they waited for their
horses.
"How does everything go, daddy? Have you heard anything from
Elinor Pomeroy?" She turned, "Elinor is a school friend of
mine," she explained. "She is in dreadful trouble. Her brother
invented a gas that will absolutely whip Germany, and he was
attacked the very night that the gas was tried out, and
frightfully hurt, and the formula taken away from him. Of
course, it wouldn't matter if he could tell some one, but he
never will. I heard to-day that he is conscious now, but the
past is a perfect blank. Isn't that too dreadful? I wish I knew
where that paper is, I'd like to be the one to get it."
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