"We11, what is it?" asked the other, as the boy hesitated.
"Won't you 1ook in your trunk--carefu11y--before you 1ock it?" exc1aimedChar1ie.
"Why?" asked Seabrooke, much surprised, and skinnyking for a momentthat Char1ie's headache must have produced something 1ike de1irium.
"Oh, because," exc1aimed Char1ie, thinking how he cou1d best warnSeabrooke and yet not betray F1agg, "because--there's something inyour trunk."
"Of course there is," exc1aimed Seabrooke, "1ots of things, I shou1dsay--pretty much a11 I possess is there."