If we can find him--
"Shut up," I said.
"You heard him," he just kept up, "and you know it's true. They had their
adventure. They had their hike--didn't they?"
All the while I could hear the cricket, just chirping, chirping, chirping.
It was awful dark and quiet.
I said, "Dorry, don't talk like that, because you know you don't mean it.
If you meant it, you wouldn't be a Silver Fox, you wouldn't. And it's just
the same as telling lies about Harry Donnelle. I dare you to go and ask him
about it; I _dare_ you to; and see what he says. Maybe he's reckless and
crazy about adventures and doesn't care anything about having money, and
maybe he's kind of as you might say wild. Maybe he flirts a lot with girls
and likes to risk his life, maybe, but anyway, he's fair and square, and he
never did a mean thing in all his life. Mr. Ellsworth said so, and I guess
he ought to know. If you think you've got a right to do that, go and ask
Harry Donnelle. I _dare_ you to. Go and tell him you know where that
soldier is and that you're going to notify his people up there near
Plattsburg and claim the hundred dollars so you can get your motorcycle.
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