As he was moving
cautiously along, looking for an opening, he was startled by a sudden
challenge:
"Who are you, and what do you want?"
Frank glanced up, to see a man looking at him, The fellow was attired in
the uniform of an attendant at the sanitarium.
"What do you want?" the man repeated sharply.
Several plans flashed through Frank's mind. Should he make inquiries of
the attendant concerning that which he so desired to know? He half
resolved to, and then he realized that the man was but a keeper, and,
probably, could not enlighten him.
"I'm looking for a friend," Frank said.
"No one allowed around here," the man went on. "This is private property.
Be off, now, before I set the dogs on you."
Frank knew he could gain nothing by staying. He had found out what he
wanted to know, namely, that the stream near the camp ran to the
sanitarium. He turned quickly, and made his way to where he had ascended
the cliff. The man was watching him, but, when he saw the boy disappear
he was, apparently, satisfied, and went on walking around his post on the
grounds of the institution.
Frank reached the canoe, shoved off, and began rapidly paddling back.
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