"Dollars to dumplings," Frank exclaimed, "that the funny chap we met in the old mud house at Taku has a room in that shack."
"He might have been hiding there," Ned said.
"An" that old stiff signaled to him to make his getaway?" asked the little fellow.
"Looks like it," Ned replied.
"Huh!" Jack objected. "The signals might have told the men at the other end of the line to get their soldiers out and b.u.mp us off the continent."
"Which idea," responded Frank, "causes me to want to approach that house with all due caution and respect."
"Suppose we four surround it," suggested Jimmie.
"That"s the idea!" Jack commented.
"Just what I was about to propose," said Wed. "We"ll leave the marines within call and go up to this temporary signal station and see what about it."
The Captain was communicated with, and then the four left the road and moved around toward the rear of the house, keeping in the shadows of the trees. Not until they reached the very door of the place were there any signs of life there.
The lantern they had observed from a distance was seen no more. The windows were dark and silent. But when they came to the door they found it unlocked.
As the crude latch was lifted, with a very slight creaking sound, a movement was heard inside, and then a heavy body was heard striking the ground at the rear. Then a was as silent as before.
"Someone jumped out of a window!" Jimmie whispered. "I hope he broke his crust!"
There was to be no defense of the place, then! Whoever the inmates had been, they were deserting the house.
Ned stationed Frank and Jack at the front and moved around to the rear with Jimmie close behind. A rustle in the undergrowth told him that the former occupants of the place were still about.
Jimmie darted in the direction of the noise, but was back again in a minute.
"Might as well try to chase a ghost!" he said.
"Got clear away, did he?" asked Ned.
"You know it!" grunted the little fellow.
Frank and Jack were now heard in the house, and the rays of a searchlight showed at a window, showed very faintly in cracks, for there was a heavy wooden shutter to the window on the inside. Ned tried the rear door. It was not locked and he entered.
The house was deserted, but it was not unfurnished. Indeed, articles of furniture scattered about the rooms, which were in great disorder, denoted not only wealth but a refined taste.
There were velvet rugs on the floors and great easy chairs and lounging divans. A pantry revealed unwashed dishes, showing that food had been served there recently.
"Who was it that ran away?" asked Jack, as the boys met.
"A ghost!" replied Jimmie. "I chased him until he hid in a tree."
"Why didn"t you pull him out?" grinned Jack.
"Because he turned into a green cow with purple wings!" the little fellow replied.
Jack whirled his arms around in the manner of one turning a crank and laughed. The boys delighted in such by-play.
"If it"s all the same to you, boys," Frank was now heard saying, "I"ll just devour such few things as are left here. I see a ham and a box of canned vegetables. Must have intended a long stop here, whoever he was."
Leaving the boys to search the remainder of the house, Ned entered what had evidently been a reading room and turned on his light. The room was handsomely decorated, and there were scores of books lying around on tables and chairs.
Calling to the boys, he directed them to bring up the marines and station them around the house.
"I want to know that I"ll not be disturbed," he said.
"Found somethin"?" asked Jimmie.
"Look at the books," Ned replied.
Jimmie read half a dozen t.i.tles and cast the volumes aside.
"They don"t look good to me," he said. "All about international law and treaties!"
"Exactly!" Ned said, and then Jimmie opened his eyes.
"I"ll bet there"s been some of them statesmen livin" here!" the little fellow almost whispered. "Say, do you think you have run "em down at last?"
"I don"t know, son," was the reply. "Look on that table and see what you discover."
"Bits of torn paper an" some red wax."
"The paper," Ned explained, "is parchment, such as is used in important official transactions, and the wax is of the kind used by lawyers and diplomats. Here is a seal!"
Ned"s face turned pale as he looked at the seal. Could it be possible that the nation to which it belonged had been engaged in this conspiracy? It did not seem possible.
Ned put the telltale seal away in his pocket without permitting Jimmie to see it and picked up some loose pieces of sealing wax which lay on the table near where the seal had been found.
"Do you see the fine work done with the seal which made this impression?" Ned asked.
"Fine seal!" Jimmie replied. "Was that stamp made by the seal you just hid away?"
"No," Ned replied, "thank G.o.d it was not!"
Wrapping the wax very carefully, so that it would not crumble, and securing every bit of paper in sight, Ned made a little bundle and stowed it away in a pocket. Then he began a search of the rug on the floor.
Jimmie was on his knees, in a moment.
"Finders keepers?" he asked.
"That depends!" Ned said.
"Well, some one"s been payin" out money here," the boy went on. "See what I found!"