I've always had a hunch they must be some relation to the notorious Luther Dugdale who has had a bad reputation as a dishonest operator down in the Wall Street district in New York.

Why, lately I even asked my cousin in a letter about that man, and he wrote me the old chap had strangely disappeared some years ago, carrying off a big bunch of boodle dishonestly gained.

Well, I'm not saying it's the same old rascal who's living in our midst right now, but, fellows, you can draw your own conclusions, for they came here just two years ago this summer!" "Wow! that's something new you're telling us, Eli!" "It takes _you_ to pick up clues, and you'll miss your vocation if you don't look for a job with the Government Secret Service, believe me, Eli!" "So Hugh Morgan has taken up with that gloomy looking chap Owen, has he ?" remarked Nick Lang, with a suggestive wink at his crony, Leon.
"Mebbe, now, I might badger him into having a friendly little bout with fists through that kid.

As the rest of you happen to know I've tried about every other way to make the coward fight, and he only gives me one of his smiles, and says he's opposed to scrapping.

That wise mother of his has tied little Hughy to her apron strings, seems like; but I'll get him yet, see if I don't." The other fellows exchanged significant looks and nods.