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 wouldn't run away unless there was good cause for for it," said Roy. I wasn't on the island long enough to learn much about him; can't you tell me something?"

"I am sorry to say I can't," said the reporter, as he arose from his chair. "I have never been on the island, and don't know the first thing about Rowe Shelly and his family relations, except what I have heard in a roundabout way. Look here," he added, sinking his voice almost to a whisper; "do you see those three fellows talking with the clerk? Look out for them. They are reporters for evening papers. Tell 'em you're busy—that your eyes are so black you can't talk to 'em—tell 'em anything you can think of, for if you don't, they will have you in print sure pop. So•long, and a pleasant trip if I don't see you again before you leave the city."

So saying the reporter winked at Roy, and hurried away to write up the "sequel" for the evening edition of his paper, while Roy hid behind his copy of the Tribune. The three men against whom he had been warned came in at last, but if they wanted information they