approached and handed Frank a note penciled in spidery handwriting. It read:
Iâd like to talk to you about
Braxtonâs hydrofoil.
Z. Mudge
Frank looked surprised. âWhere is Mr. Mudge?â
Rip Sinder gave a guttural grunt and made stabbing gestures toward the terrace.
âThank you.â Frank restrained a start as he took in the boxerâs huge, sausage-fingered hands.
âCome on. Letâs go see him,â Joe said. He whispered to his brother, âWhatâs wrong?â
âDid you get a look at Sinderâs hands?â
âBig, arenât they?â Chet said.
âIâll say theyâre big,â Frank retorted under his breath. âJust like the pair of hands that tried to throttle me last night!â
Chet shuddered. âYou donât mean Rip did it?â
Frank shrugged. âProbably a coincidence. But Iâd like to get my hands on the personâwhoever he is.â
The pudgy lad groaned. âRemind me to keep away from you two. You attract trouble!â
Zachary Mudge was seated in a deck chair with his spindly legs stretched out. As before, he was clad only in shorts and a straw hat.
âDid you want to see us, sir?â Frank said.
âWhat? Speak up, boy!â As Frank repeated his words in a bellow, Mr. Mudge fiddled with his hearing aid. âAll right, all right! You donât have to shoutâIâm not deaf. Certainly I want to see you. Why do you think I sent for you?â
âWell, here we are, sir,â Joe said, grinning.
âWhat about that fellow Braxton? Is he out of the hospital yet?â
âHeâs getting out today, sir.â Suddenly Joe snapped his fingers. âFrank! We forgot to tell Braxton about Mr. Mudge!â
The elderly man snorted contemptuously. âTypical! You young whippersnappers wouldnât remember to come in out of the rain if someone didnât remind you. How about Lambert? Has he made Braxton an offer yet?â
âNo, sir. Braxton hasnât seen him,â Frank replied.
Mudge cackled and rubbed his hands in glee. âFine! Then thereâs still time to sew things up! All right, sonnies.â Settling back, Mudge pulled his straw hat down over his face.
âWhat a character!â Chet Morton whispered as the boys walked away.
Chet hurriedly showed Frank and Joe through the splendid gymnasium building. This included a pool, steam room, tiled showers, and handball courts. The main room was equipped with exercise mats, trampolines, pulley weights, and other apparatus. Chet dropped several broad hints about his prowess as a gymnast.
âOkay, letâs see you perform on that,â Joe challenged, pointing to a leather horse.
âNot now. I have to change.â Seeing the Hardysâ grins, Chet burst out, âOkay, if you think I canât! Iâll show you!â
Seizing the steel grips, he hoisted himself off the floor, getting somewhat red in the face. Then he tried to swing his legs around the horse. But as he let go with one hand, his grip with the other loosened.
âOops!â Frank cried, and Chet landed heavily on the mat in a sitting position.
âThat doggone handgrip was slippery!â Chet explained, wincing as he got up.
âSure.â Joe repressed a smile. âAnyhow, it was a good try.â
Chet changed clothes in the locker room and the three boys walked back down the drive.
âWell, itâs noon and youâre through here,â Frank reminded Chet. âHow soon do we get briefed on that kidnapping tip?â
Just then Chetâs yellow jalopy drove up outside the gateway. Two girls sat in the front.
âHey! Iola and Callie!â Joe exclaimed.
The girls waved gaily and the trio hurried to meet them. Chet was chuckling as he ran.
âWell, fellows, itâs like this,â he said. âYouâre about to be kidnapped by two dangerous dollsâfor a beach party!â
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