10 The Mystery of the Strange Bundle by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
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Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Willie was astonished to see yet another figure, this time racing past, instead of shuffling past. The goings-on there were in these times! It was quite certain he wouldn’t get a snooze before midnight at this rate. That policeman would probably be coming back in a minute too.

Fatty fell to a walk after a bit. He guessed Mr. Goon wouldn’t come after him.

He felt relieved to think that the policeman hadn’t recognized him. But whatever had made him say the sack belonged to Mr. Fellows? That was really rather idiotic, and not fair to Mr. Fellows! Fatty felt distinctly uncomfortable about that.

He got home without any further adventure, feeling unexpectedly tired. Buster gave him an uproarious welcome, and Fatty discarded all his clothes down in the old shed with the little Scottie dancing round him in delight.

Then Fatty crawled tiredly up the garden path from the shed to the house.

“Gosh! I’m shuffling just like I pretended to,” he marvelled. “But shuffling’s not so good when it’s real!”

Fatty was so tired that he was almost asleep as he climbed the stairs. He fell into bed, and immediately began to dream of red lamps following him in a threatening manner. He groaned in his sleep and Buster pricked up one ear.

Then Mr. Goon appeared in his dream riding on his bicycle - and fortunately the red lamps all attached themselves to him, so Fatty was at peace once more.

At breakfast the next morning the telephone rang. The maid came in and looked at Fatty. “It’s for you, Master Frederick,” she said. “Master Larry on the phone.”

Fatty jumped up as if dogs were after him. There must be Something Up if Larry telephoned so early! He hurried to the telephone.

“That you, Fatty?” came Larry’s excited voice. “I say - Mr. Fellows is back! I thought you’d better know at once in case old Goon doesn’t know yet.”

“Gosh, yes - thanks for phoning,” said Fatty. “But how did you know?”

“Erb told me,” said Larry. “I was out in the garden with Daisy looking for one of the kittens that wouldn’t come in, and Erb called over the wall to me. He said he was awake last night, listening to his precious owls again, when he heard the click of the gate next door.”

“Go on,” said Fatty. “What time was this?”

“He said it was about two o’clock in the morning,” said Larry. “He went to his window at once, wondering if it was a burglar again - but he says it was Mr.

Fellows. He saw him clearly in the moonlight. And he saw him again when he went into the house, because he switched the light on in the sitting-room whose window Erb can see into. And it was Mr. Fellows all right.”

“What was he dressed in?” asked Fatty, excited by this news.

“He couldn’t really see - but he thinks he had on a dressing-gown,” said Larry. “He wasn’t carrying anything though - so if he did rush out of the house with a parcel of some sort…”

“He did!” said Fatty.

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