Roy Blakeley in the Haunted CampFitzhugh, Percy Keese
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Roy Blakeley in the Haunted Camp
Fitzhugh, Percy Keese
Boy Scouts of America -- Juvenile fiction
"Oh, does he? Well, wouldn't that be nice?"
"If it helps him to get better and helps him--maybe--to sleep--"
"Well now, you run home and say you had a call on him, and look out who
you make friends with next time."
They were just about to start down the stairs, heavy-hearted with that
last pathetic memory of their friend to carry in their minds, when
looking down the broad stairway, they beheld a strange sight. A
diminutive figure was ascending the steps.
He wore the full scout regalia, including all sundries and accessories,
and the sight of him as he came trudging up carried the others back to
that day when they had taken their memorable hike to Woodcliff. For
stuck under his belt like some awful document of authority was an
envelope of goodly dimensions, and his countenance wore a look
calculated to strike terror to the stoutest heart.
Thus ascended the doughty little knight of the Good Turn, and several
nurses watched him amusedly from the foot of the broad stair....
[Illustration: "HERE, READ THIS LETTER," SAID PEE-WEE TO ROY.]
CHAPTER XXXII
RETURN OF THE GOOD TURN
"You think you're so smart," said Pee-wee, including the men as well as
his scout comrades in his scathing rebuke. "It shows how much you know
about good turns and scout laws and things. Maybe you think _I_
haven't got any[3] specific vacations. Here, read this letter and look
at the pictures. Then you better go home and read scout law Number Two.
Did you start jollying yet?"
As Roy drew a folded sheet from the envelope several pictures fell to
the floor. One of these was an unmounted cabinet photo, the others were
exceptionally good amateur prints. As County Detective Ferrett gathered
these up he scrutinized the photograph with sudden interest.
"Where did you get this?" he demanded.
"Oh, I got it," said Pee-wee mysteriously. "You're a detective, you
ought to know specific vacations when you see them."
County detective Ferrett was not one to be either polite or ceremonious
where his professional interests were concerned. He therefore snatched
the letter from Roy's hands and proceeded to read it with eager
interest.
It was only by crowding around him that the boys could read it. But in
his sudden interest in the letter the shrewd official had released the
pictures to their rightful owner and the eyes of Warde and Roy were
riveted upon these in speechless consternation.
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