11/16 It's an abominably mean trick!" "Who did it ?" asked another man. "You all know the way that boys hang together in mischief. No one would tell you, or dare to tell you, if he knew." "I'd like to know the boy, for about one minute!" snapped one stout, red-faced man, down whose cheeks the tears were trickling. No one but a feeble-minded boy would think of playing an old, moth-eaten trick like that!" "It would pay us to get out of here quickly, if any one suspected us," whispered Fred Ripley to his friend. "It isn't best for us to be seen whispering. |