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Chapman, Allen [pseud.]

"Frank Roscoe's Secret Or, the Darewell Chums in the Woods"

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"I believe you're right," said Bart.
"Well, you certainly worked this up in great shape," commented Ned. "We
couldn't understand what ailed you. I began to think you were a bit crazy
yourself."
"I don't blame you," Frank replied with a smile. "I certainly did have a
lot on my mind, and the way I acted must have seemed strange to you boys.
But I'm glad part of it is over. When I have my father with me again I
will be perfectly happy. Just think of it, boys, living all these years,
and never knowing I had a father, and then suddenly to find I've got one!
It's just like a story in a book, isn't it."
"It beats lot of books!" declared Fenn. "I wonder if those cannibals
tried to eat him?"
"He doesn't look as though he had been boiled or roasted," Frank
answered, "though he is not a well man, from all the trouble he has had.
But wait until we rescue him!"
"That's what I was going to ask you. How are you going to do it?"
inquired Ned.
"I have a plan partly worked out," replied Frank. "He and I talked it
over. I am to get a long ladder and place it at his window the first
dark and rainy night we have.


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