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Rh Darry had forgotten all about him. Now Stet got up timorously from the door step.

"Oh, it's you," said Darry. "Heard all we've said, too, I suppose, Stet?"

"Yes, I have," replied Stet. "Had to—ought to—I'm interested, I am. I like you. I like Mr. Newton. You're both my friends. I like Markham, too. He gave Hemp Carson, the Eagle manager, a setting down for pitching onto me. I don't like Dale Wacker. Huh! hadn't ought to. He robbed me of two dollars once. Well, Dale Wacker is in Pleasantville. I saw him this morning. He came in on a farmer's wagon from somewhere out of town."

"That's news, anyway," said Darry.

"You were going to give me my regular ten days' vacation next week, you know," continued Stet to Darry. "Make it begin to-day, and I'll soon find out for you all there is to find out about Dale Wacker's doings."

"But that is hardly a vacation, Stet?" suggested Frank.

"It will be," chuckled the little fellow, "if I can get my two dollars' worth of satisfaction out of him by showing him up."

"All right," said Darry, "try it, Stet, if you want to."