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fooled, an' treated him as a soft guy. Looky thar,
ocr>   will you boy--two--three fellers jest swarmed
fix>   will you, boy--two--three fellers jest swarmed
out o' the shack an' gone into a huddle like they
ocr>   had some sorter game to set up. Wonder now;
fix>   had some sorter game to set up. Wonder now
if one o' the bunch could be _him_!"

"I reckon not, Perk," came in a low tone from
Jack, whose head was only a few inches away
from the other's, "none of them answer the
description that was given to me. I even saw a
snapshot taken of several society folks in front
o' his Miami castle, with him standing in the
center. One of this lot's the flying man connected
with that crate--you can see he's still
wearing his greasy dungarees and has his helmet
on his head, like he expected to be hopping-off
any minute now; a second chap is short and
thick, not at all like the one we've come so far
to buck up against, while the third, while tall,
looks like a roughneck skipper of a speedboat."

ocr>   'Guess you hit the nail on the head, Jack,"
fix>   "Guess you hit the nail on the head, Jack,"
muttered the convinced Perk, for they were at
some little distance away from the consulting
trio, and their whispers could never have been
ocr>   heard with the dead leaves on nearby palmetto-trees
fix>   heard with the dead leaves on nearby palmetto
ocr>   keeping up their harsh clashing when
fix>   trees keeping up their harsh clashing when
whipped by the gusts of wind.

Both of the spies must have had a host of
speculations passing in review through their
active minds as they lay there watching the

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