Detective and mystery stories; Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction; Schools -- Juvenile fiction
"Never say, die, sir," cried Warren. "I know a place, a jolly place,
where you could hide for a month; yes, even if they knew you were there
they would not be able to get you. You could dodge them, and dodge
them, for ever so long----"
"The ruin!" cried Ralph suddenly. "Warren, you're a brick! The ruin, of
course----"
"What ruin? Where?" asked Mr. St. Clive, while the rest listened
anxiously. "Speak quickly, lads, for time is precious." And Ralph
explained their adventure of that afternoon, adding--
"Of course, there are the dogs, but even if they scented him down he
could shut them out; they couldn't get at him, and the very fact that
the dogs were loose would hinder people from imagining that any one was
hiding there. Besides, I don't believe that any people know about it. I
didn't until to-day, and I thought that I had pretty well explored the
country round here."
"How am I to get to this place, boys?"
"By following us," said Ralph. "Yes, we will all three go, and skirmish
out one ahead of the other, so that if danger is about we can give
warning. Never you fear, we will get there safe enough, if we have a
little start. But you will want things, even at once; light--you must
be careful to hide that from being seen--and food, and some rugs."
Away hurried Mrs. St. Clive and her husband and hastily procured what
they thought would be immediate necessities, while Mr. Charlton took
off the disguise. His rest there had done him good. He was strong and
well, not a bit like the wearied man who had at first come there. The
boys divided the burdens between them; and then, with last hand shakes,
and with a parting embrace between husband and wife, Mr. Charlton
followed the three boys from the place where he had been so kindly
treated.
"Won't Elgert and Dobson be precious mad!" said Warren. "It was
fortunate for you, sir, that little Irene heard them talking."
"It is fortunate for me that my boy has two such faithful friends
as you and Ralph here," answered Mr. Charlton. "I feel that Heaven,
knowing my innocence, has raised me up helpers all round."
"That is the way, sir," said Ralph heartily. "Go on thinking that and
you won't lose heart, and presently the truth will come to light----"
"Now then, Ralph," cried Warren, interrupting him. "Send on ahead, and
keep both your eyes open, get well on in front, and give the Fourth's
whistle if you see any one about."
They were now getting away from the road and on towards Stow Wood. They
would have to go through that and then out across the common, leaving
Great Stow on their right. It would have been shorter to have gone
through Great Stow, but they did not dare that, there were too many
people about.
Away raced Charlton, pushing into the wood, and then Warren dived away
to the right, and Ralph led Mr. Charlton directly on.
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