They did so, and found nothing hut a Harvard Triennial Catalogue. “Let us fly,” said Jenkins. “Forward to the boats!” cried the enthusiastic Chitterlings. But C. F. Adams Golightly stood gazing thoughtfully at the prostrate tutor. “This,” he said calmly, “is the result of a too free government and the common-school system. What the country needs is reform. I cannot go with you, boys.” “Traitor!” screamed the others. C. F. A. Golightly smiled sadly. “You know me not. I shall not become a pirate—but a Congressman!” Jenkins and Chitterlings turned pale. “I have already organized two caucuses in a baseball club, and bribed the delegates of another. Nay, turn not away. Let us be friends, pursuing through various ways one common end. Farewell!” They shook hands. “But where is Pirate Jim?” asked Jenkins. “He left us but for a moment to raise money on the watch to purchase armament for the scow. Farewell!” And so the gallant, youthful spirits parted, bright with the sunrise of hope. That night a conflagration raged in Doemville. The Doemville Academy, mysteriously fired, first fell a victim to the devouring element. The candy-shop and cigar-store, both holding heavy liabilities against the academy, quickly followed. By the lurid gleams of the flames, a long, low, sloop-rigged scow, with every mast gone except one, slowly worked her way out of the mill-dam towards the Sound. The next day three boys were missing—C. F. Adams Golightly, B. F. Jenkins, and Bromley Chitterlings. Had they perished in the flames? Who shall say? Enough that never more under these names did they again appear in the homes of their ancestors. Happy, indeed, would it have been for Doemville had the mystery ended here. But a darker interest and scandal rested upon the peaceful village. During that awful night the boarding-school of Madame Brimborion was visited stealthily, and two of the fairest heiresses of Connecticut—daughters of the president of a savings bank and insurance director—were the next morning found to have eloped. With them also disappeared the entire contents of the savings bank, and on the following day the Flamingo Fire Insurance Company failed. CHAPTER II