Don't
forget that, kid. You didn't have to, you know."
"You chaps can settle all this some other time," said Joey sharply.
"Wot we want to get at now is this: Wot's to be done next? Is David to
set down and wait or is he to go back there and wait?"
"Go back there?" gasped Dick. "Why, Joey Noakes, ain't you got a mite
o' sense? You old noodle! Of course, he ain't to go back there. You
mark my words, purty soon his neighbors will be advertisin' for him to
come home and forgive 'em. No, sir! Wait here until something drops.
Read the _Cincinnati Enquirer_ every day, kid. You'll find something to
interest you every little while about the Jenison murder case. You see,
my buck, they're still lookin' for you."
"I hope it all turns out as you think, Dick," cried David fervently.
He was weak with excitement. "Oh, how I long to be cleared of this
awful thing! How I long for the sight of Jenison Hall! And, say, Dick!
If I should go back there as master, I want you and Ernie to come
there and stay--all the rest of your lives. I--"
But Dick raised his hand; his eyes had narrowed. "I couldn't do that,
David," he said, a harsh note in his usually pleasant voice.
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