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he saw something that set his heart to
beating wildly. A man was skulking
about the north side of one of the build-
ings and furtively trying the windows.
The boy tealized that Luke Slater was
there before him, and he fled like a mad
thing toward the Kelsey mansion. A new
fear had taken possession of him; per-
haps Luke meant to burn the mill.

Grant Murray was hatless and coatless,
his curly hair had been tossed by the sum-
mer wind, and his eyes were dark with
excitement when he entered the great
-house and told his story to Mr. Kelsey.
Ordinarily he would have been too shy
to speak to the great manufacturer, but
to-night he had no thought except his
desire to save the mill.

He was out of doors again in a min-
ute followed by Mr. Kelsey and Philip.
Grant’s agile legs carried him faster than