Yearly Archives: 2007

reward or no reward,” answered Clint “I guess we’d better find the police station and tell what we know, reward or no reward,” answered Clint. “And another thing we’d better do is telephone to school and tell them we aren’t … Continue reading →

“Who’s he?” asked Amy disinterestedly.

Events passed at an amazing speed for the next few days. Clint moved at times in a waking dream, and Amy, tapping his head significantly, spoke to him soothingly and hoped that the trouble would not prove permanent. Clint had … Continue reading →

“Nobody home,” murmured Amy. “Now what? I’ll tell you frankly, as man to man, that I can’t go on walking all night, Clint. I’m dog-tired and my left leg’s got a cramp in it and I’m weak with hunger. Let’s … Continue reading →

“Oh, I see.” There was a moment’s silence. Then Penny said very soberly: “It isn’t me that’s dead; it’s the violin.”

Clint’s whisper stopped abruptly. A light flashed a few yards away, such an illumination as might be from a pocket electric lamp, and a voice broke the stillness. Clint grasped Amy’s arm, warning to silence. Footsteps crossed the ground toward … Continue reading →

“That,” commented Thayer, “was real football. Now, then, Brimfield, show ‘em what!”

“Couldn’t stand the punishment any longer, eh?” asked Amy cheerfully. “Ah, poor, disgraced, downtrodden ‘varsity! My heart bleeds for them, Clint! I could sit me down and weep–”