"I didn't know you were at breakfast.

But, Mr.Blake--Rob--something has happened that I just had to come and tell you about at once." "Good gracious! More mysteries," Mr.Blake was beginning in a jocular way, when the serious look on the boy's face checked him.

"What is it?
What has happened, Merritt ?" he asked soberly, while Rob regarded the spectacle of his usually placid corporal's excitement with round eyes.
"The uniforms are all gone!" burst out Merritt.
"What uniforms ?" "Ours--the Eagle Patrols'." "What! Stolen ?" "That's right," hurried on Merritt.

"I met old Mrs.Jones in a terrible state of mind.

You know, Mr.Blake, she's the old woman who scrubs out the place in the morning.