CHAPTER XVII
INTRIGUE
"Hi!--Mr. Kendrick!--I say, Mr. Kendrick! Wait a minute!"
The car, about to leave the curb in front of one of Kendrick & Company's
great city stores, halted. Its driver turned to see young Ted Gray
tearing across the sidewalk in hot pursuit.
"Well, well--glad to see you, Ted, boy. Jump in and I'll take you
along."
Ted jumped in. He gave Richard Kendrick's welcoming hand a hard squeeze.
"I haven't seen you for an awful while," said he reproachfully. "Aren't
you ever coming to our house any more?"
"I hope so, Ted. But, you see," explained Richard carefully, "I'm a man
of business now and I can't have much time for calls. I'm in Eastman
most of the time. How are you, Ted? Tell me all about it. Can you go for
a spin with me? I had to come into town in a hurry, but there's no great
hurry about getting back. I'll take you out into the country and show
you the prettiest lot of apple trees in full bloom you ever saw in May."
"I'd like to first-rate, but could you take me home first? I have to let
mother know where I am after school."
"All right." And away they flew. But Richard turned off the avenue three
blocks below the corner upon which stood Ted's home and ran up the
street behind it.
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