Hardy Boys Mysteries - 012 Footprints Under The Window by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon [Dixon, Franklin W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub

CHAPTER XV

THE SECRET GUEST

“I’M jealous,” said Callie Shaw.

“So am I,” added Tola Morton.

“And I,” remarked Chet Morton, “am going to take you two lads to task for holding out on me.”

Frank and Joe tried to look innocent. It was early that afternoon, after Tom Wat had been quietly smuggled into the Hardy home and they were driving down High Street, when their friends called to them from the sidewalk.

Callie Shaw, a pretty, brown-eyed girl whom Frank particularly admired was a close friend of lola Morton, Chet’s sister. Although Joe Hardy was never known to pay any special attention to girls it was well known that he was willing to concede that lola was “all right -as a girl.” This, from Joe, almost amounted to flattery.

“Do you understand?” laughed Callie, looking at Frank. “I repeat that I’m jealous.”

“Me too,” declared lola, looking at Joe.

“You’re both in wrong,” chuckled Chet.

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“Come on. Tell us all about it. Who is the new girl friend and whose particular girl friend is she?”

“What girl friend?” asked Frank.

“No use pretending you don’t know what we’re talking about. The girls know all about it so you may as well ‘fess up. Who was the swell-looking girl you two were driving with this morning?”

“Who said we were driving with a swell-looking girl?” asked Joe.

“I said so,” returned Chet. “And I repeat it. As a matter of fact, I saw you. I nearly tumbled off my motorcycle. Who is she, anyway T Couldn’t you give a fellow an introduction? New girl in town?”

“Sorry,” said Frank airily, “but she’s very particular about the company she keeps.”

“Oh!” exclaimed Chet. “She’s very particular about the company she keeps, eh? Well, well! What does she mean by going driving with you two, then?”

“That’s right, Chet,” laughed lola. “Don’t let them bluff you.”

“Well-as a matter of fact,” explained Joe, “she was with us-sort of by accident.”

“It didn’t look much like an accident to me,” said Chet. “There she was, sitting right between the pair of you, as if she’d known you for years.”

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“What’s her name, Frank?” asked Callie.

<<I-I don’t know,” stuttered Frank. He could not very well explain that the mysterious friend’s name was Tom Wat. And neither of the boys had thought of a suitable girl’s name for their disguised guest.

<< ‘ You don’t know!” scoffed Chet. <<’ Tell that to the marines. Why, you took her right into your house. Who is she, Joe?”

Joe racked his brains for a suitable name to bestow on Tom Wat but he could think of nothing.

“What’s her name, Joe?” urged lola.

“Wat,” blurted Joe.

“I said ‘What’s her name?’ ” repeated lola.

“And I said ‘Wat,’ ” replied Joe.

“I know you did. Couldn’t yon hear meT What’s her name?”

“Her name,” said Joe desperately, “is Wat. Miss Wat.”

“Oh, I see. Miss Wat?”

“Miss what?” demanded Chet.

“Yes,” said Joe.

Chet frowned. “Which one of us is crazy now?” he inquired. “I said, ‘Miss what?’ “

“And I said ‘yes,’ ” shouted Joe.

“That’s no answer to a civil question.” Chet growled.

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