OUT FOR BRIMFIELD! Just as the conductor, snapping his watch shut, waved his hand to the engineer of the four-twelve two boys hurried down the platform and, with the assistance of a negro porter, climbed to the last platform of the moving train.

From there, much out of breath, they entered the car, pushed aside a curtain and sank on to the seats of the smoking compartment.

And as he did so each set a suit-case between his legs and the front of the seat in a way that suggested that only over his dead body could that bag be removed! The first of the two, the one with his back to the engine, was a nice-looking youth of fifteen--almost sixteen, to be quite accurate--with a broad-shouldered, slim-hipped body that spoke of the best of physical condition.

He had a pair of light-brown eyes, a short straight nose, a nice mouth and a rather sharp chin.

His face was tanned, and slightly freckled as well, and he was tall for his age.