And his friend spread out the contents of his larder again, and
then leaned over the table and said, "Come and try it once and see how
you like it!"
And Samuel clenched his hands suddenly and answered--"All right, I'll
try it!"
Then he started upon a meal. But in the middle of it he stopped, and
set down an untasted cracker, and gasped within himself--"Merciful
Heaven! I've promised to be a burglar!"
The other was watching him narrowly. "Ain't going to back out?" he
asked.
"No," said Samuel. "I won't back out! But it seems a little queer,
that's all."
CHAPTER XIV
The meal over, Charlie Swift took out a pencil and paper. "Now," said
he. "To business!"
Samuel pulled up his chair and the other drew a square. "This is a
house I've been studying. It's on a corner--these are streets, and
here's an alley. This is the side door that I think I can open.
There's a door here and one in back here. Fix all that in your mind."
"I have it," said the boy.
"You go in, and here's the entrance hall. The front stairs are here.
What I'm after is the family plate, and it's up on the second floor.
I'll attend to that. The only trouble is that over here beyond the
library there's a door, and, somebody sleeps in that room. I don't
know who it is. But I want you to stay in the hall, and if there's
anyone stirs in that room you're to dart upstairs and give one whistle
at the top.
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