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Chapman, Allen [pseud.]

"Or Winning the Ferberton Prize"

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"That certainly goes a long way in hitching up the two," said the
inspector thoughtfully. "Now," he continued, after studying a few
minutes longer, "I have a proposition to make. I've checked up my
calculations, and I'm going to have another try at locating this man
to-morrow. As you're both interested in finding him, too, why not go
with me and help me? Between the three of us we ought to find him."
"Nothing could suit me better!" exclaimed Bob. "How about you, Joe?"
"Fine," replied his chum. "To-morrow's Saturday, so we can go all
right. But don't forget that we want to be back when the prize
winners are announced," he said, struck by a sudden thought.
"Oh, it won't take us very long to get on the ground," said Brandon.
"I figure this man we're after is somewhere in Lansdale, and you know
that isn't more than a two hours' run by automobile. If we haven't
found him by the time you should be leaving in order to get back here
on time, you two can come back by train, and I'll stay there. But
if we get an early start I think the three of us, working together,
should locate our man pretty quickly. Lansdale isn't a very large
place, you know."
"I can start as early as you like," said Bob. "How about you, Joe?"
"That goes for me, too," said Joe. "Set your own time, Mr. Brandon."
"Well, then, suppose you both meet me at Hall's garage at eight sharp
to-morrow morning," proposed Frank Brandon.


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