They had floated out while playing. I went after them and
your wife, before she showed me this short cut to your place, spoke
about an adopted boy, Frank Kennedy, who used to play with the
children."
"Oh, I'm much obliged to you," said Mr. Mason, after a pause. "Yes,
Frank did look after the girls some. That was he who just ran down the
road. But he did better at home than he's doing in my office.
"What do you mean?" asked Mr. Bobbsey, wondering why it was that Mr.
Mason had so severely shaken the boy who had run away.
"Well, I mean that Frank just lost twenty dollars for me," proceeded
the lumber man.
"Twenty dollars! How was that?" asked Mr. Bobbsey.
"I left him in charge of my office, while I was out on some other
business," went on the lumber dealer, "and a strange man came in and
bought two dollars worth of expensive boards. Frank gave them to him,
and the man took them away with him, as they were not very large, or
heavy to carry."
"Two dollars--I thought you said twenty!" exclaimed Mr. Bobbsey.
"So I did. Wait until I tell you all. As I said, Frank sold this
strange man two dollars worth of boards.
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