He waited until satisfied that there was no danger of discovery, then slipped down from his perch1 and started rapidly away.
"A lucky thing I climbed that tree," he soliloquized. "A mighty2 good morning's work. Now I think I'd better give father's letter to Mr. Jenkins at once."
Passing a restaurant, he was reminded of the fact that lunch time had arrived, and accordingly entered.
During the course of the meal, Bob took from his inside pocket a wallet. It contained a letter which Mr. Somers had sent to his agent. The inscription3 on the envelope read:
John C. Jenkins,
243 State Street,
Tocono, Wisconsin.
He remembered the locality, and on leaving the restaurant started off without hesitation4.
Number 243 State Street was an old-fashioned building. The march of progress had left it dingy5 and dreary-looking between two of its more pretentious6 modern neighbors. In the hallway was a directory of tenants7.
"Fifth floor, rooms 501 and 502," read Bob. "It's a rather poor-looking office building,—and these stairs certainly do creak."
When Bob reached his destination, he found a notice tacked8 on the door which informed him that Mr. Jenkins would return at half-past two.
Mr. Jenkins, however, was still absent.
Ten minutes passed, then fifteen, and Bob, impatient at the delay, once more reluctantly descended13 to the street. Finally a neighboring clock struck the hour of three.
The notes had scarcely ceased reverberating14, when a tall, thin man rapidly crossed the street, headed directly for the doorway15. He brushed past Bob Somers and mounted the stairs.
As the man turned on the fifth landing, Bob had reached the fourth. He waited long enough to hear a door opened and shut, then mounted the remaining steps two at a time.
The notice at the entrance to Mr. Jenkins' office had been removed.
"Another important discovery," mused Bob. "So Mr. John C. Jenkins happens to be one of the very men I saw with Mr. Wingate a few minutes ago. This is interesting—sure enough. Guess I don't care to see him just yet."
Whistling softly, Bob turned away, and headed directly for the post-office.
In a long letter he told his father of the various discoveries he had made, advised him not to sell his land, and concluded by urging him to come to Tocono at once.
At half-past four he reached the Wisconsin House.
The boys had not yet put in an appearance, and another trying wait followed.
At ten minutes past six, a welcome sound reached his ears. The Ramblers were ascending17 the stairs.
"Hello, fellows!" he cried, stepping out upon the landing.
Even Dave listened eagerly, as Bob related his experience. Wonder and surprise were depicted19 on the faces of all when he told about the men on the steamboat, and the discovery of the agent in Mr. Wingate's company.
"You have done yourself proud, Bob Somers," declared Dick Travers; "you'd make a great detective."
"Just to think, those chaps on that little steamboat did all the mischief20," observed Sam; "who could have believed it?"
"One thing we know, now," said Bob; "Nat Wingate isn't quite as mean as we thought."
"But somebody ought to be in jail."
"Well, just wait until dad gets here. The whole scheme is plain—they wanted to buy that land before we could get there."
"Maybe there's a gold mine on it," suggested Tom, jestingly.
Bob Somers' thoughts were, naturally, very much occupied with his discoveries.
"Dad will find out all about it in short order," he said to himself, "or else I'm much mistaken."
Sightseeing, a trolley21 ride to an amusement park and an evening spent at the public library were all enjoyed.
Early on the following morning, Bob received the hoped-for letter.
"Father is coming on this afternoon," he announced joyfully22 to Sam Randall; "he expects to get here at 2:37."
"Splendid!" cried Sam. "I only hope he clears up everything."
"Don't for the world let Nat know that dad will be here," cautioned Bob.
"Trust me for that. I'm too anxious to have things settled."
The two boys kept together until nearly train time. Then Sam Randall took his departure, while Bob entered the railroad station.
He walked up and down the long platform, viewing the sights with interest. Trucks, loaded with trunks and valises, were being rattled23 forth24 and back, while passengers in groups or walking to and fro awaited their trains.
At length a whistle sounded in the distance, a puff25 of smoke rose above the buildings, then the train rounded a curve and within a few minutes a roar and the hiss26 of escaping steam filled the air.
Suddenly Bob darted28 forward. He had caught sight of a stout29, prosperous-looking gentleman, who, bag in hand, had alighted.
"Hello, dad!" he cried, seizing his hand.
"Hello, Bob! Glad to see you safe and sound."
"How is mother?"
"Very well, but, naturally, anxious about you. You seem to have had a most extraordinary trip."
"Yes, indeed—I should say so."
"You must tell me all about it—from the very beginning," said Mr. Somers.
He waved his arm toward a rickety-looking conveyance30.
"Now, Bob," said his father, settling himself back in his seat, "let us go over the various points together. Mr. Jenkins may have been playing a pretty deep game."
"I'm almost sure he has."
"So you told me. You have done remarkably31 well in finding out so much."
As the cab rolled along, the two discussed the whole affair at length.
"Mr. Jenkins saw me at Kingswood, and I was on the point of accepting his terms, when your letter arrived," declared Mr. Somers; "everything seemed square and aboveboard."
"And you weren't going to wait until we got there?" asked Bob, reproachfully.
Mr. Somers smiled.
"Your trip had been so much delayed that I began to feel it wasn't worth while. Then, your mother urged me to accept, and I could see no reason for holding out any longer, as the terms were satisfactory."
"What is your plan, father?" asked Bob.
"I shall see Mr. Jenkins to-day—beard the lion in his den27, as it were," replied Mr. Somers. "Ah! here we are."
The cab stopped in front of the Tocono House.
Mr. Somers, in due time, reached the State Street building, and the occupant of rooms numbers 501 and 502 answered the sharp knock in person.
As the light from the rear window illuminated32 his visitor's face, he started back in astonishment33.
"Mr. Somers!" he exclaimed. Then, collecting himself, he added, "Very glad to see you, sir. Come right in. No doubt you wish to conclude our land deal."
Leaning over, he drew forth from their respective pigeon-holes several papers tied with pink strings34.
"My client is getting impatient, Mr. Somers," he said; "I shall be glad to have the matter settled."
"I will not keep you in suspense35, Mr. Jenkins. I have reconsidered the matter, and decided36 not to sell."
The agent stared at the speaker in surprise.
"You have decided not to sell?" he echoed, slowly. "What do you mean—wasn't the deal practically closed in Kingswood?"
"Things have developed since then which caused me to change my mind," said Mr. Somers, his keen gray eyes fixed37 full on the other's face.
"I must confess that I do not understand you, Mr. Somers," said Jenkins, with a very weak smile.
"Could you spare the time to visit the land with me?"
Mr. Jenkins moved uneasily in his chair.
"Just at present I am too busy," he stammered38; "but, Mr. Somers, you were out there last year, and know all about it. The offer is a good one—I advise you to accept it."
"I commissioned my son and several friends of his to go out and see this land," said Mr. Somers, slowly, "and no sooner did his destination become known than a plot was formed to prevent him from reaching it."
Mr. Jenkins straightened up. His thin hands trembled.
"What do you mean?" he asked, in a hesitating voice.
"That two men on a small steamboat kept track of them," replied Mr. Somers, calmly; "and when an opportunity presented itself, destroyed a valuable motor boat."
"And not only that," went on Mr. Somers, "but when it was found that they had the courage to continue, they were marooned40 on an island. Afterward41, at Clair Bay, an effort was made to induce them to return home. Can you blame me for changing my mind?"
"Most astonishing. But what has it got to do with me?" asked the agent, with a desperate effort to retain his composure.
"Mr. Parsons Wingate?—er—slightly," admitted the agent, in a low voice; "but why—I ask you again—"
"Because there are several matters which must be cleared up. On Chelten Road there is a house with green shutters43. You, Mr. Wingate, and the two men who destroyed my son's motor boat have been meeting there."
Pale and agitated44, Mr. Jenkins sprang to his feet. His lips quivered. He stood with trembling hand resting upon the arm of the chair.
"What is all this rubbish?" he gasped. "I—I won't be insulted! Who dares to accuse me?"
"Facts, sir! The facts accuse you," said Mr. Somers, who now felt assured of the other's guilt45. "The police are ready to make arrests."
"The police—you say?" gasped the agent.
"I will tell you that only this morning, on my way to Tocono, I stopped at Clair Bay and saw the authorities. They only await my word!"
After being assured that he would not be prosecuted47, he gave Mr. Somers the following facts:
Copper48 ore had been discovered by Mr. Jenkins on a strip of land adjoining that of Mr. Somers. As this was not generally known, Mr. Wingate and he were able to purchase it for a comparatively small sum. Aided by the men who destroyed the motor boat, several frame buildings were erected49, borings made and everything put into shape to begin active work.
All this was due to Mr. Jenkins' knowledge of copper mining. He had succeeded, by a practical demonstration50 of its value, in interesting Mr. Wingate, with whom he was acquainted.
Unfortunately for their plans, it developed that the vein51 extended directly into Mr. Somers' property, and that unless this was also purchased they would be able to make little or nothing by the find.
Negotiations52 were at once started, and, about this time, in spite of much precaution, it became noised about that an important discovery had been made. Then, right on top of this, they were dismayed to hear of the Rambler Club's prospective53 visit.
Mr. Jenkins therefore knew that unless the deal was carried through at once Mr. Somers would learn the real facts of the case and put his price up to a prohibitive figure. It was therefore decided to prevent Bob and his companions from reaching the land, at all hazards.
Mr. Wingate hired the "Nimrod" and told Nat that he would make him a present of the motor boat if he should succeed in delaying the Ramblers for a certain length of time.
At first it was thought there would be no difficulty, but Mr. Somers' failure to decide promptly upset all their calculations, and caused them to realize that bolder steps would be necessary.
An old steamboat was hired, and the two men detailed54 to retard55 the movements of Bob and his companions.
The agent admitted that Mr. Wingate had been entirely56 opposed to desperate measures, and that he and Nat were not acquainted with all that was done.
The destruction of the "Rambler" was largely due to the advice of one of the two men, who argued that Mr. Somers would never allow the boys to keep on after such a disaster. Mr. Jenkins said it was his intention to pay for the boat later.
When the boys kept on Mr. Wingate devised the "Crusoe" island scheme. Nat, who was always ready for mischief, viewed this mainly in the light of a practical joke. He carried through his part of it successfully, the two men following at a safe distance.
The "Nimrod" was secured and returned to its owners.
While the boys were marooned on the island, Mr. Jenkins went to Kingswood, and returned to Tocono confident that success would crown his efforts.
When the boys turned up at Clair Bay, Mr. Wingate played his last card, and upon receipt of Nat's telegram, hurried on to Tocono. He was greatly incensed57 at his nephew's insubordination, but foresaw that advantage might be taken of it. Nat was summoned to Mr. Jenkins' residence on Chelten Road, and instructed to keep track of the boys.
Letters and telegrams were dispatched to Mr. Somers, and the conspirators58 seemed to be on the point of winning at the very last moment.
But Bob Somers' strategy had upset all their plans.
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