He fumbled about in his pockets for several minutes, until Fred grew impatient.
"Never mind about the note," he remarked; "perhaps you handed it back, or you may have lost it, Bristles. I should think you could tell me the gist of it."
"You"d better guess I can!" burst forth the other, with renewed feeling. "It ran about this way, Fred: She had the unpleasant duty to perform of telling mother that two more of her opals had disappeared that afternoon, and could not be found, high or low. She was not accusing _anybody_ of taking them, oh! no, not for worlds; but it was a _strange coincidence_, that was all."
"Whew! that sounds hot off the bat!" remarked Fred, with a low whistle to indicate his feelings in the matter.
"Yes, she used that very word," Bristles went on; "and I guess it hit the case right well, for it _is_ a coincidence, I give you my solemn word, Fred, and nothing more."
"I believe you. Bristles; I"m as sure of it as if she suspected me of taking her opals, and I knew I was innocent. But was that all the note said?"
"Well, not quite, Fred. She went on to say that she would be very much obliged to mom, if, after this, when she had to communicate with her aunt--for that"s what Miss Muster is to mom, you know--she"d send my sister Kate; because you see, Andrew is an unpleasant boy to have around!"
Bristles tried to laugh as though his heart were steeled against showing any natural feeling; but Fred felt sure he was winking very fast, and he had little difficulty in guessing why.
"It is a hard problem you"re up against, Bristles," he went on to say, while he laid a hand affectionately upon the other"s quivering arm; "but just perk up, and make sure that it"s bound to come out right, sooner or later. If you don"t go to see your aunt again, after a bit, another of her opals will disappear; and then the quick-tempered old lady must see that it wasn"t you after all."
Immediately Bristles raised his head, as though new life had come to him.
"Say, I never thought of that, Fred!" he exclaimed. "It"s a good idea, too, and is sure to work, sooner or later. Whoever is taking her opals will get tired of waiting for me to come around again, to be the scapegoat; and crib another lot. Then won"t Rome howl, though! If it turns out to be the old mammy, she"ll lose her steady job all right; because Aunt Alicia is stern and unforgiving. I used to be her favorite; but never again for me, after this."
"Well, if you feel better now, Bristles, and there"s nothing more to tell me, suppose we both crawl in, and get a little snooze? I"m as tired as all get-out; and I reckon you"re in the same boat."
"Just what I am," returned the other, actually yawning; "but you"ve made me feel a hundred times better, Fred. It"s a mighty good thing to have a chum like you, once in a while, and that"s the truth. You"ve got a way about you that just makes the clouds seem to roll right off, and the sunshine come again."
"Oh! I"m glad if I"ve been able to do you any good, Bristles; but let me know if any more things come up, will you?"
"I just will, and no mistake," the boy who had found new hope replied, while his face beamed.
"But don"t think I"m going to forget all about it. No siree; if there"s any way I can learn whether a jeweler in Riverport or Mechanicsburg has been buying an opal lately, I"m bound to get on the track."
"Be careful, that"s all, when you make inquiries," cautioned Fred.
"Now, I don"t get on to what you mean?" remarked Bristles.
"Why, don"t you see, if your aunt should also choose to look around, and heard that you were making inquiries about the value of opals, and all that, of course she"d jump to the conclusion that you wanted to learn how the market stood, so you"d be posted when you wanted to sell the ones you"d hid away!"
"Granny! I never once thought of that, Fred!" gasped the other, lost in astonishment.
"But it"s so, don"t you think now, Bristles?"
"That"s right, it would look suspicious. But Fred, what ought I say if I wanted to find out?"
"Tell Mr. Rhinehart, our jeweler, the exact truth, and what your object is in asking about opals. He seems to be a pretty decent sort of a man, and like as not he"ll feel for you, Bristles. Anyhow, he can prove to your aunt that you wanted to know if anybody offered opals for sale."
"That"s just fine of you, Fred, and I"ll do it as sure as anything. I"m going to crawl in now, and get a few winks. I need "em the worst kind, because I rather think I didn"t sleep any too much last night, I felt so bad."
Both boys were soon under their blankets; and no doubt sleep quickly came to banish all thoughts of opals, boat races, and all such things.
Fred"s sleep was broken by dreams, and they were pretty well mixed up.
At one time he was swimming in the river again, trying to locate little Billy Lemington, who had disappeared from sight, and could not be found. Then again he seemed to be in a city, somewhere, when there was great confusion, a rushing of heavy vehicles over the pavement, and loud shouts that seemed to thrill him.
Fred sat upright.
For a second he believed his dream had been so vivid that it was haunting him still; for he fancied that he could hear the rumbling of engines over the granite blocks; and surely that was a wild alarm of fire that broke upon his hearing.
Then like a flash it came to Fred that there was nothing of a dream about it--some one _was_ shrieking the startling word "fire!" at the top of his voice; and even in that dreadful moment the aroused sleeper believed he could distinguish the well known tones of Bradley Morton.
CHAPTER VII
ICE COLD WATERS
"Fire! Fire! Wake up, everybody! Help! Help!"
So Brad was shouting at the top of his l.u.s.ty young voice. Such an upheaval as his thrilling cries brought about in the three tents! Every one of the sixteen inmates scrambled out from under the blanket in which he had been so snugly rolled.
They came flocking out just as they were, some in pajamas, others in all sorts of apparel suited to sleeping; and not a few about half disrobed, they having failed to provide for the night time.
n.o.body needed to ask any questions, because they had eyes, and could easily see what was the matter.
A fire was blazing in the pile of dead stuff over near where the new boat lay. The sight gave every fellow a sensation of dread; for he naturally thought of what a disaster it would be should the racing craft be injured or destroyed.
"Save the boat, fellows!" shouted Fred, who seemed to be able to keep his wits about him better than most of the others.
"Yes, rush in, and get hold of her!" added Brad. "I don"t believe she"s been hurt yet. This way, boys! Everybody help!"
There was at least no lack of volunteers. It seemed as though everybody felt anxious to have a hand in saving the boat, for there was a concerted rush on the part of all.
One or two tripped, and fell down in their haste. Others stubbed their toes on stones or roots, and doubled up, groaning with pain. But all of a dozen managed to reach the vicinity of the sh.e.l.l, which rested there so dangerously close to the roaring blaze.
"Take hold, all that can!" called Fred, as he himself clutched one of the out-riggers, and made ready to lift. "All ready now? Yo heave "o!
and away we go! That"s the way to do it, boys! We"ve saved our boat, and don"t you forget it!"
With l.u.s.ty cheers they carried the frail craft to a place of safety, each fellow proud to be counted among the savers.
"Bully for us!" cried Colon, who was limping around as if he had struck his foot against something hard.
"But look here, fellows, hurry and get some shoes on," Fred continued.
"We"ve got to put that fire out, or it may spread. Anyhow, it"ll make our camp a tough place if we let it burn itself out."
Several who had been wise enough to pull on their shoes before starting out at once volunteered to get busy under Brad; and the balance hurried to the tents to provide themselves with foot covering.
There were a couple of buckets in the camp, and these were immediately pressed into service by the enthusiastic young fire-fighters. One fellow stood down by the river, and dipped each bucket in as it came back empty. Then in turn it was relayed along from hand to hand, until finally either Brad or Fred received it.