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118 keeper did appear and open up, the young electrician was the first hand inside.

He looked around, but could see nothing which looked as if it had been disturbed.

"If I wasn't sure it was otherwise, I would think I had been dreaming," he said to himself. "Now, what in the world did they do last night?"

The workmen began to arrive one after another, the last batch straggling in just as the seven o'clock whistle blew. The whistle had not yet ceased its hoarse note when Franklin set to work, resolved to earn something extra that day, something to be spent in delicacies for Harry Leclair.

He worked on without interruption for a quarter of an hour. In the meantime Felter, Nolan and Jackson came in, but none of them appeared to notice the young electrician.

Suddenly Franklin felt a strong hand on his shoulder, and looking up he saw Mr. Buckman standing beside him.

"Out of my way a moment. Bell," said the superintendent, and he pushed Franklin rudely to one side.

Then the drawer of the bench in which Franklin kept some of his tools was pulled open and Mr. Buckman felt around in it and soon brought forth a bottle wrapped in a newspaper.

"So I have found you out at last, Bell, have I?" cried the superintendent, wrathfully. "I thought I