Part 12 (1/2)
”Trough of the waves!” cried Jack
”What are you talking about?”
”Why, about the Whildens, of course What are you talking about?”
”Oh, pshaas talking about the burglars”
”Oh, I see,” said Rand ”How did they get in?”
”That is ould all like to know,” replied Jack ”There isn't anything to sho they got in or how they went out, unless they went out through the door and locked it after them”
”That is possible, isn't it?” asked Rand
”I suppose it is possible,” aded it”
”Not if they had a key?”
”It et this key? That don't lessen the puzzle It was a Yale lock, and keys to them are not to be had easily, and they must have had one for the front door, too”
”Well, if they could get the one they could get the other,” said Rand
”I suppose so,” agreed Jack ”It probably wouldn't be et in through a ?” pursued Rand
”The ere all locked on the inside as well as the doors”
”I see They must have been professionals”
”Then I don't see what they wanted there”
”Why not?”
”Because they wouldn't get enough swag to ?” questioned Rand
”Oh, that's slang for plunder,” explained Jack
”You see,” commented Rand
”Oh, that's part of the newspaper business,” was Jack's response
By this tie Taylor had his office, which was on one of the main street corners of the town A little description of the building is necessary here to make the situation clear It was an old-fashi+oned, two-story brick structure, having been erected some years before At the tis near it, and there s on all four sides So lot, leaving a space of a littlethe s on that side practically useless The wall of the other building upon that side was blank, and it was upon this space that the side s of the judge's office opened In the rear was a yard of the width of the building and about twenty feet deep, with a low fence upon the side next to the street
”Let's take a look around before we go upstairs,” proposed Jack