“I’d like to know what you’re up to,” thought the boy. “I’ll bet it’s no good, from the looks of that one chap.”
Larry noticed that the room occupied by the men was directly under his own bedroom.
“Maybe I can hear something from my room,” Larry thought.
He returned to his mother’s apartments to tell her what the janitor1 had said. He did not mention his own suspicions, for he did not want to cause any unnecessary alarm. When the others had retired2 that night Larry got out of bed, lay down on the floor of his room, and pressed his ear to the boards. At first he could distinguish nothing.
Then he heard a low, curious humming sound, like the roar of a railroad train going through a tunnel, only much fainter. Now and then he174 could hear blows struck as though the men were pounding a hammer on a block of wood. Occasionally he could distinguish the sound of voices, though the words were a mere3 jumble4.
He decided6 it was useless to listen any more, so he got into bed. He wished he had a hole or opening from his room to the one below, that he might see what was going on, and he fell into a doze7 with half a determination to make an aperture8.
Larry’s duties at the office the next day kept him very busy. There was a big fire uptown and several murders and suicides. In fact it was a “great day for news,” as Mr. Emberg put it. Everyone was busy, from the reporters to the managing editor. There was much copy to carry, scores of extra proofs to bring from the composing room, and enough to keep Larry running so often that by the time afternoon came he was very tired.
He did not feel very much like going to night school when evening came, but he thought that if he did not he might fall behind in his studies, and this he did not want to do. So he made up his mind he would go to his class.
Coming home, as Larry was passing through the almost deserted9 streets in the neighborhood of the school, he heard loud shouts. He thought175 someone might be chasing a thief, but a few seconds later he heard the cry:
“Fire! Fire! Fire!”
Larry looked around. He saw a man running toward him. Back of him there was a lurid10 glow in the sky and a cloud of black smoke was rising.
“Pull the box!” the man cried to Larry, at the same time pointing to a red one halfway11 down the block.
“All right!” shouted Larry. “I will!”
He saw that the man, who was quite fat, was hardly able to run any further. The boy speeded off to the box. The key was in the door, and the next instant Larry had yanked it open and pulled down the hook. This was sufficient to set the mechanism12 inside the box at work, and send the signal to fire headquarters. Thence it was repeated to every engine and hook-and-ladder apparatus13 that was to answer, and, almost before Larry could run back to where he had seen the blaze, he heard the rattle14 of the steamers as they dashed up, the clanging of bells, the tooting of whistles, the ringing of the horses’ iron-shod feet on the stones, and the hoarse15 shouts of men.
The blaze proved to be a bad one in a big warehouse16. Quite a crowd gathered and Larry stayed to watch the sights. He felt that his mother would not worry if he did not come right home from school, as she had often told him he could remain out until ten o’clock if he so desired.
176 Soon the streets were filled with trucks and steamers and several streams of water were spouting17 out on the blaze. With fascinated eyes Larry watched the men at work. He saw a number of reporters for the morning papers chasing here and there.
Though the blaze was a bad one it had been taken in time, thanks to the prompt pulling of the box, and so the firemen after considerable hard work succeeded in getting control of the fire. Thinking he had seen enough, though he would have liked to remain until the finish, Larry started for home.
Pretty soon he left the crowd behind him, and entered a quiet street. In fact it was so quiet that Larry soon became aware that some person was walking behind him. He could hear the echo of the footsteps after his own, and, naturally, he turned to see who was following him. He could just make out the dark figure of a man.
At first the boy was a little nervous, fearing someone might be dogging him for no good purpose. He had heard that men would commit robbery for a small sum, and, though he only had a little change in his pockets, he was a little afraid that the man had an object in keeping so closely behind him.
“I wish I’d meet a policeman,” thought Larry.
But, like many other things, officers are not on hand when you want one most.
177 “I wish I could see who it is,” murmured the boy.
He turned around again, and caught sight of the man just as the latter came under a street lamp. Larry gave a start.
“It’s the man who has the rooms under us!” said Larry. “He isn’t following me; he’s just going home, the same as I am.”
He felt a sense of relief at this and quickened his pace. He turned a corner, near a dark building, where the shadows were gloomy, and, as he did so, a man stepped from the doorway18.
“Is that you?” the stranger asked in a low tone. Larry did not know what to reply. At that moment the man caught a glimpse of him, and muttering a hasty “Beg pardon,” he slunk back into the darkness. Larry hurried on, and, a few seconds later, looking back, he saw the man again come from the shadows and join the fellow who lived below the Dexter apartments, and who had been following our hero.
“Two of ’em,” murmured the boy. “I think they must be up to something, but I hope they’re not after me.”
Almost unconsciously Larry quickened his pace, and a little later he found himself at the apartment house where he lived. The men were nowhere in sight, and Larry concluded they had either delayed on the road or else that he had walked much faster than they had.
178 No one was up as he let himself into the small flat with his latchkey. His mother called to him from her bedroom to tell him there were some crackers19 and milk in the cupboard, as Larry was often hungry when he came in.
“And look out for tacks21 in your room, Larry,” his mother went on. “I took the carpet up in there to-day to clean it.”
“All right, mother,” replied the boy.
He ate a light lunch, and prepared for bed. He heard the persons living on the floor below enter their apartment, and then began that curious roaring sound again.
“I’d like to know what that is,” Larry murmured to himself. “It’s queer they should be carrying on some sort of business and only at night.”
He went on into his bedroom, thinking over the problem. He was recalled to earth very suddenly as, in his bare feet, he stepped on a loose tack20.
“Ouch!” the boy exclaimed in a whisper as he grabbed his wounded toe in his hand. “I forgot about the carpet being up. Hello! What’s that?”
His attention was attracted from the pain of his foot to a streak22 of light on the floor of the room. It showed plainly, now that the carpet was up and the room in darkness, for Larry did not need a lamp to undress by.
“That comes from the room below—the room179 where the strange men are,” thought Larry. “There must be a hole in the plaster of the ceiling right under where the hole in my floor is. That’s the reason the light shines through. I wonder if I can see down.”
For an instant Larry hesitated. He did not like the idea of spying on people, but, in this case, he felt that he was justified23. There was something suspicious about the men. The janitor had said they had brought no furniture, yet they were constantly in the place at night, and often during the day.
True, their business might be legitimate24 and honest, but the indications were to the contrary, and Larry felt that he owed it to his mother and himself to see that there was no harm in what the men were doing.
So the boy kneeled down on the bare floor, and put his eye to the crack. At first he could make out nothing, as the space between the boards in the floor of his room was so small that little of what was going on in the room down below showed. Larry soon fixed25 this, however, by softly cutting away a portion of the board. The hole in the plaster of the ceiling on the room below was big enough to disclose considerable.
When he had the hole made larger, Larry again applied26 his eye. This time what he saw startled him.
There, just below him, and seeming quite close,180 by reason of a bright light, were three men. One of them Larry recognized as the man he had so frequently seen, and the same one who had followed him that evening. All three were in their shirt sleeves and seemed to be working hard. They hurried back and forth27, carrying something in small pots over to a long table. All the while came that curious roaring sound.
Larry wiggled around until he had found a spot where he could get the best view of all that was going on in the apartment below. Suddenly there came the sound of a slight explosion.
“Turn off the gas! It’s getting too hot!” Larry heard one of the men exclaim.
He kept a close watch. He saw one of the men dart28 forward. Then the fellow came to a stop in front of a small gray object. He seemed to pull open a little door and, all at once, the room was flooded with a golden glow of a small gas furnace, the brick lining29 of which was at white heat.
The men pulled something from the interior of the furnace with a long-handled affair like a rake.
“Get ready to pour,” he heard one man say.
“I guess they’re nothing but chemists,” thought Larry. “They probably have a new invention, and want to get it in working order secretly to keep it from other people. I guess there’s no mystery about this.” But Larry did not know what the next development was to be.
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