StNicholas [serial] . , indig-nantly. I am, too! I mean, exclaimed Chub, lamely, that youare nt under bonds, you know, and— I dont care. I m going to make res—res—:restitution ! I dont believe, said Roy just then in an oddvoice, that it s going to be necessary to makerestitution. What do you mean? demanded Harry. Roy pointed past her into the twilight of thebarn. Ask Methuselah, he said. The others turned, following his outstretchedfinger with their eyes. Out from under the shape-less form of a mowing machine walked Methuse-lah, his beady eyes glittering in the gloom, hishead cocked on one sid
StNicholas [serial] . , indig-nantly. I am, too! I mean, exclaimed Chub, lamely, that youare nt under bonds, you know, and— I dont care. I m going to make res—res—:restitution ! I dont believe, said Roy just then in an oddvoice, that it s going to be necessary to makerestitution. What do you mean? demanded Harry. Roy pointed past her into the twilight of thebarn. Ask Methuselah, he said. The others turned, following his outstretchedfinger with their eyes. Out from under the shape-less form of a mowing machine walked Methuse-lah, his beady eyes glittering in the gloom, hishead cocked on one side and his yellow beakclosed over an object which at first glance lookedlike a piece of brown paper folded into a tinyparcel. In an instant Harry had swooped downupon the astounded bird and was dancing back Kwith a small chamois bag in her hand. It s the money! shecried. The boys crowdedaround her while she untiedthe little pink string withtrembling fingers whileMethuselah, quite forgot-ten, smoothed his feathers. and scolded angrily. Out came the bills and coinsand Dicks check, all intact. Methuselah was the thief, I 11 bet a hat!cried Chub. Sure, agreed Dick. But I dont see how heever got up on that rafter. Oh, he climbs around everywhere when I lethim out, said Harry, excitedly. And he s aterrible thief. Dont you remember the time hestole the turnip seeds and ate them? Well, I m glad he did nt eat this, said wonder where he found it now. Oh, he probably lugged it off somewhere and forgot all about it, said Dick. And just now while roaming around he came across it and— And he knew we wanted it, completed Harry, and brought it to us ! Is nt he a darling? Well, that s all in the way you look at it,Roy laughed. Considering that he stole it in thefirst place—and tried to put the blame on me—!I tell you what! exclaimed Chub. Thuse-lah was mad because we did nt elect him to officeand so he thought he d make himself assistanttreasurer! That s the way of it. Harry le
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