Somehow she felt as if something unpleasant was
about to happen.
"No, you won't do any business with her!" exclaimed Jack, "that is,
not until you tell me first. What is it? Out with it!"
"Say, you're quite high and mighty for a young fellow," sneered the
short man. "Who be you, anyhow, a lawyer? Because if you are you
ought to have sense enough to know that we're detectives, after
information, and if we can't get it peaceable we'll get it
otherwise. How about that?"
"It doesn't worry me a particle," declared Jack easily. "Now, Cora,
leave this to me," for he saw that his sister was much affected.
"I'm her brother," he went on, turning to the men, "and not a
lawyer, but I guess I can do just as well in this case. Now, what
do you want?"
"Well, it's this way," began the tall one. "We heard that Miss
Kimball might know something about the quarrel between Peters and
Tony, or whatever his name was, and she might be able to put us on
his track. Peters is hurt worse than we thought he was at first,
and we want Tony. Does she know where he is?"
"No, she doesn't!" exclaimed Jack, before his sister could speak.
"Well, we have a tip about her and another girl being in a hut on
Fern Island and being scared by a man," persisted the tall man. "No
offense you know, only we thought she could help us out. The man
who scared her and her friend may have been Tony.
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