"He gets along very well, I am sure. He dances as well as I do."
"That isn't saying much," answered Randolph, with a sneer.
He could not help sneering even at his friends, and this was one
reason why no one was really attached to him.
Sam walked away offended.
The party broke up at half-past ten. It was an early hour,
but late enough considering the youth of the participants.
Luke accompanied home one of the girls who had no brother
present, and then turned toward his own home.
He had nearly reached it, when a tall figure, moving from the
roadside, put a hand on his shoulder.
"You are Luke Larkin?" said the stranger, in questioning tone.
"Yes, sir."
"Is the tin box safe?"
"Yes, sir."
"That is all--for the present," and the stranger walked quickly away.
"Who can he be," thought Luke, in wonder, "and why should
he have trusted a complete stranger--and a boy?"
Evidently there was some mystery about the matter. Had the
stranger come honestly by the box, or was Luke aiding and
abetting a thief? He could not tell.
CHAPTFER VIII
MISS SPRAGUE DISCOVERS A SECRET
About this time it became known to one person in the village that
the Larkins had in their possession a tin box, contents unknown.
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