Mr. Dent had received a visitor,
and Frank determined to find out who it was.
"Well, I'll see you again when necessary," the stranger called to Mr.
Dent. "Good-night"
"Good-night," replied Frank's uncle, as he went into the house and
shut the door.
Frank waited until the stranger was out on the path in front of the
house. Then, keeping as much as possible in the shadows, the boy
followed. He stole along, walking on the sod to deaden his footsteps, and
soon found himself on the main highway. Just ahead of him he could see
the figure of the man. He tried to see if he knew the stranger, but it
was too dark.
"But I'll find out where you go," Frank declared to himself, "I'll get on
the track of this mystery sooner or later, and I guess I've got a good
start now."
All unconscious of being followed, the man hurried on. He seemed to know
his way, for, though it was dark, and the path was uneven, he kept on at
a good pace.
Frank was drawing closer, in the eagerness of his pursuit. He was not as
careful as he had been to walk on the sod, and, after he had gone about
half a mile, the boy suddenly stepped on a loose stone which made him
slip.
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