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Chapter 8 PUZZLED

Word Count: 1878    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

t interested in the bearded man, who called himself Blake and

angerous; for one reason they did not know all that Whistler had discovered up by the dam. I

how Whistler hesitated about ent

that fellow that you won't eat at

ut attracting his attention and that of the man w

demanded Torry. "They'll spot ou

we didn't have 'em on,

we, if we didn't wear the uniform? What would i

de door. I'll call Abe, the waiter, out there and tell h

e can sneak us into one next t

eed Morgan, nodding h

or was not used save by the restaurant help; but Ikey insinuated himself in by that entrance an

luck all right. Those fellows got a booth, and Abe is layin' the table

ut of the curtains the

rnestly. "Say nothing about boats or the sea. No whisp

d," said Frenchy.

Every fellow pays for his own eats. Last time we we

ne out "just for a minute," and Whistler found himself, after wa

rom that in which Blake and his companion sat. Between the clatter of dishes, the waiter's calls to the order man, and the talki

e the German language when spoken in public places was beginning to cause

s distinctly German in its accent. This he was quite sure was th

German for a big part in any plot," thought Whistler. "A

a bluff and coarse voice. He was a typical ol

k there yet?" Whis

ng. You know what

h!

Blake, with pride in his voice. "Oh,

r, in evident admiration. "Un

ther. "Never mind

ipper of the oil tender, Braun, had been drinking. "And when alco

! Undt there will be more grand work w

u talk too much, Braun. The w

fan suspicion into a blaze. He quite realized this fact. But what he had seen at Elmva

erely the peaceful occupation of chemist in the laboratory of the munition factory. He was conv

e actual working model of an invention until he

or. To what end could it have been placed under the rock

more from the next booth, for Blake seemed to manage the half drunken skipper of

o follow them?" aske

ollow them to? Back to that stinking oiler? And h

renchy admitte

cMasters will pick up news of that boat again. Just think of his chaser

ey, "what did you

id," returned the olde

oing to do?" d

train. It is almost time,"

ran ahead down the aisle of the car and got into a seat by an open window. The first thing he di

, under his breath

es?" demanded

n spy," de

d Frenchy. "Want ev

u mean?" as

"He got aboard. He we

n't mea

n," declared Ikey

razy," scof

under way and the conductor had taken their tickets. H

king his head an

ler. "Bet he's going to Elmvale instead

led Whistler. "I wis

nched," suggested

ry. "Accuse him of being in disguise beca

silent all the way to Seacove. Torry suggested that they stay

t us if we don't report soon. Cap Bridger may have told around town that we went o

e train. Whistler hurried home to consult with his father. There was nobo

been called away to see a patient in the country. It was a call that mi

orry. He found his friend getting into

" Torry said. "D'you know, Whistler

th me," Morgan confessed. "I'm bother

y! let's run

Elmv

a's gon

ather," admi

y, practically. "How about talking with somebody in El

Say! let's 'phone him a

lephone about Blake, or about us fellow

the manager," said Whistler, r

girl at central quickly gave him th

Santley?" W

Who ar

he could see the manager if he drove r

at

he employ of the factory," said Whistler plainly. "

her end, and Whistler thought there was

tell you whe

d the man. "I shall wait

use. Al was already at the

he say?" h

er replied. "And somehow, Tor

eed the other and

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