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Roy bounded up the stairway two steps at a time. He was conscious that both
his sisters had walked to the foot of it and were looking after him fearfully.
Then he heard Rex's voice. Evidently his brother was not hurtMBT Shoes.
"Oh, it didn't matter in the least," Rex was saying. "It was an old thing, we
shouldn't have taken it with us to the new house."
He and Mr. Keeler were bending over a heap of fragments on the floor. Roy
stepped into the room and saw that they had once been the clock that stood on a
bracket near the foot of the bed.
"I was reaching up to get that wasp's nest we stuck behind it," Rex
explained. "My coat sleeve caught on the clock and pulled the whole thing over."
Roy. gave a sigh of relief and then almost smiled as he recalled what he and
his sisters had thought for a minute had really happened. He bent down and
helped the others to pick up the pieces.
"I think this should be a warning to me to go to bed at once," said Mr.
Keeler with a laugh. "Good-night, boys, I shall be on hand for eight o'clock
breakfast."
He went out into the hall and up the stairs to the third floor, where Roy had
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"An awfully nice fellow, isn't he, Roy?" remarked Rex, rolling the fragments
of the clock up in an old newspaper.
Roy did not make any reply. He had sat down on a chair by the bureau, on
which he was resting his elbow. His eyes were fixed thoughtfully on the book
rack opposite in which stood the volume of which Mr. Keeler was the author.
"Rex," he said suddenly, "come on downstairs."
"I've got to go down any way with this rubbish. But what's come over you,
Roy? You look as sober as a judge in a criminal case."
"I'll show you in the library," was all Roy's reply, then recollecting that
the girls would be anxious to hear his report, he hurried out and down the
stairs.
Eva and Jess were still standing by the newel post.
"Well?" they asked in a breath.
"It was only the old clock Rex knocked down. Mr. Keeler has gone up to bed."
"Did you tell Rex?"
"No, not yet. Here he comes nowmbt shoes kuzoa."
Eva went out and showed her brother where to deposit the contents of the
newspaper. Then she brought him back into the library and pointed out the
portrait of Martin Blakesley.
Rex understood at once what it meant, for he had been looking at the book.
"Whew!" he brought out this low whistle and then glanced from one to the
other of his companions.
"You think it is the same man then?" said Roy.
"It looks exactly like him, and I suppose it would be as easy for him to take
the name Keeler as any other alias."
"But there is a Charles Keeler," went on Roy, "I didn't know these men would
dare masquerade around the country as such famous people. They would be sure to
be found out."
"What are you going to do about it?" asked Rex.
It was characteristic of him that, though he had himself invited Keeler to
the house, he was now putting all the responsibility on his brotherMBT Sale.
"Let's sit down and talk it over calmly," replied Roy. "I've been thinking
the thing over and I can't see what harm it can do to let Mr. Keeler stay."
"What, a confidence man!" exclaimed Rex and Jess in a breath.
"He may have reformed," continued Roy. "He didn't plan deliberately to come
to this house, nothing he has said or done since he has been here has made us
suspect him of being anything else than what he claimed to be."
"But if he has reformed what would he be going around pretending to be what
he wasn't for?" interrupted Jess, "You don't suppose that Martin Blakesley and
Charles Keeler, the author, are one and the same person, do you?"
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Roy bounded up the stairway two steps at a time. He was conscious that both
his sisters had walked to the foot of it and were looking after him fearfully.
Then he heard Rex's voice. Evidently his brother was not hurtMBT Shoes.
"Oh, it didn't matter in the least," Rex was saying. "It was an old thing, we
shouldn't have taken it with us to the new house."
He and Mr. Keeler were bending over a heap of fragments on the floor. Roy
stepped into the room and saw that they had once been the clock that stood on a
bracket near the foot of the bed.
"I was reaching up to get that wasp's nest we stuck behind it," Rex
explained. "My coat sleeve caught on the clock and pulled the whole thing over."
Roy. gave a sigh of relief and then almost smiled as he recalled what he and
his sisters had thought for a minute had really happened. He bent down and
helped the others to pick up the pieces.
"I think this should be a warning to me to go to bed at once," said Mr.
Keeler with a laugh. "Good-night, boys, I shall be on hand for eight o'clock
breakfast."
He went out into the hall and up the stairs to the third floor, where Roy had
already lighted the lamp for him in Syd's roomCheap MBT Shoes.
"An awfully nice fellow, isn't he, Roy?" remarked Rex, rolling the fragments
of the clock up in an old newspaper.
Roy did not make any reply. He had sat down on a chair by the bureau, on
which he was resting his elbow. His eyes were fixed thoughtfully on the book
rack opposite in which stood the volume of which Mr. Keeler was the author.
"Rex," he said suddenly, "come on downstairs."
"I've got to go down any way with this rubbish. But what's come over you,
Roy? You look as sober as a judge in a criminal case."
"I'll show you in the library," was all Roy's reply, then recollecting that
the girls would be anxious to hear his report, he hurried out and down the
stairs.
Eva and Jess were still standing by the newel post.
"Well?" they asked in a breath.
"It was only the old clock Rex knocked down. Mr. Keeler has gone up to bed."
"Did you tell Rex?"
"No, not yet. Here he comes nowmbt shoes kuzoa."
Eva went out and showed her brother where to deposit the contents of the
newspaper. Then she brought him back into the library and pointed out the
portrait of Martin Blakesley.
Rex understood at once what it meant, for he had been looking at the book.
"Whew!" he brought out this low whistle and then glanced from one to the
other of his companions.
"You think it is the same man then?" said Roy.
"It looks exactly like him, and I suppose it would be as easy for him to take
the name Keeler as any other alias."
"But there is a Charles Keeler," went on Roy, "I didn't know these men would
dare masquerade around the country as such famous people. They would be sure to
be found out."
"What are you going to do about it?" asked Rex.
It was characteristic of him that, though he had himself invited Keeler to
the house, he was now putting all the responsibility on his brotherMBT Sale.
"Let's sit down and talk it over calmly," replied Roy. "I've been thinking
the thing over and I can't see what harm it can do to let Mr. Keeler stay."
"What, a confidence man!" exclaimed Rex and Jess in a breath.
"He may have reformed," continued Roy. "He didn't plan deliberately to come
to this house, nothing he has said or done since he has been here has made us
suspect him of being anything else than what he claimed to be."
"But if he has reformed what would he be going around pretending to be what
he wasn't for?" interrupted Jess, "You don't suppose that Martin Blakesley and
Charles Keeler, the author, are one and the same person, do you?"
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