021-The Clue Of The Broken Blade by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon [Dixon, Franklin W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-08-07T14:27:07+00:00

CHAPTER XIV

ON THE TRAIL

"where is this Castillo nowT" Frank asked je proprietor of El Matador, hanging eagerly the answer.

"I don't know," wan the disappointing reply. f Probably working at something that has noth—

to do with bullfighting." The Hardys had finished their meal. As the etective paid the bill, he again thanked the ler for permitting them to eat and laugh-jly suggested that he let them out a side door, the street, their troubles began again. 'We'd better take a taii and go to the sta-on," suggested Mr. Hardy. "I'm sure Joe auld be most apt to wait for us there. If he x't there, we'll take a train to Aberdeen. I ft some papers at the hotel I must pick up." It was some time before they could find a to take them. Two drivers looked at teir clothes askance and would not stop. A rd let them get in but insisted upon being lid his fare before moving!

"There'll be a train in twenty minutes," rank told his father when they reached the ation and spoke to the agent. "That'll give

time to------"

He stopped short as a familiar low whistle ounded almost at his elbow.

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118 The Clue of the Broken Blade "Yes, it's I," grinned Joe, who seemed to have appeared from nowhere. "Hello, Dad, I'm certainly glad to see you. We'd better not stay around here. Follow me."

Pleased and relieved, Fenton Hardy walked rapidly after his two excited sons. Joe led the way to the rear of the depot, then halted and peered around furtively.

"We're not safe anywhere in this city," he whispered. "Gordon, Hinchman and the rest are after us, I'm certain of that. They think we know too much 1''

"From their point of view, I guess we do," smiled the detective. "I wish we had more evidence. An arrest now wouldn't prove much."

"I've hidden our truck in a barn outside of town and taken off the Klondike signs. I think we ought to get out there right away. We'll have to take a taxi-" he looked at his father- "but we'd better be careful which one."

"Wait here and I'll get a cab," said Frank.

He slipped away and watched a line of cars alongside the station. Satisfied at last that no suspicious-looking characters were driving them he summoned one. In a jiffy he had signaled to Joe and Mr. Hardy and all three got in.

"Number 38 Grove Pike," ordered Joe in a low voice, and the cab chugged off.

Frank gazed at his brother expectantly. "What happened after I left you, Joe? Did they catch you with the boxes ?''

The younger lad made a wry face. "Pretty On the Trail 119

jrly, but not quite," he whispered. "I went i unloading them after you left. All of a sud-Jen, just as I had finished, Hinchman came Idown to the platform. He didn't recognize me, he wanted to know what our truck had brought."

Frank leaned toward his brother eagerly. ""What did you do then?"

Joe chuckled. "I said I was just a hired 4river and didn't know anything about what I '

had carried.

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