Part 4 (1/2)

”Well, there's no use worrying,” said Frank. ”I'll go to see Mr.

Thursby. He's a lawyer, and Uncle Phil has consulted him on some matters. He can tell us what to do. If worst comes to worst we'll let this house, get rent for it, and s.h.i.+ft for ourselves. You can easily get a place,” he said to the housekeeper, ”and so can the other servants, probably.”

”Oh, yes. It isn't about that I'm worrying,” she announced, drying her eyes; ”it's you poor boys! What will you do without a home?”

”Without a home?” exclaimed Ned. ”Why, won't we have this place?”

”Oh, no, Ned, dear!” cried Mrs. Brun, who was very like a mother to the boys. ”Your uncle said this house was attached also, and that you couldn't stay here. I don't know what you are going to do. You can't rent it and use the money, either.”

”Well, we'll just have to s.h.i.+ft for ourselves, that's all,” said Frank, with a.s.sumed cheerfulness. ”It might be worse! We'll make out somehow, eh, Ned?”

”Oh, I guess. But say, this is sudden, all right!”

”Sudden isn't any name for it,” commented Frank. ”I wonder what we had really better do? I'll have a talk with the lawyer.”

”Do you imagine we can stay here to-night?” asked Ned.

”I don't see why not,” his brother answered. ”At least I don't see any one around to put us out.”

”It won't be as sudden as that,” Mrs. Brun informed them. ”Your uncle said it would be a week before you would have to leave here, and perhaps not then, if he could get matters straightened out.”

”Well, then let's have supper,” proposed Ned. ”The secret service men didn't take away all the victuals, did they?”

”Oh, no; there's plenty to eat,” the housekeeper said. ”That is, if any one has the heart to eat.”

”Well, I feel bad enough about uncle's trouble, as far as that goes,”

observed Frank, ”but there's no use in starving. Besides, we must keep up our strength. There'll be plenty to do from now on.”

”I'm with you!” agreed his brother. ”I don't know just what we can do, but we'll do our best, anyhow.”

The household was upset, naturally, but Mrs. Brun managed to put a meal on the table. In the evening the two boys went to see the local lawyer.

He could give them little satisfaction, however, as he knew hardly anything about Mr. Ardens affairs. He said, though, that he would do what he could to aid the boys in case further legal proceedings were taken against them or their uncle.

And there was need of his help, for the next day formal notice was served of the attachment of the Arden property for the benefit of the persons in the South American republic.

”But what does it mean?” asked Frank, when a copy of the papers had been left at the house and a surly man put in charge.

”It means that I'm in possession,” was the answer. ”The property has been seized, and will be held for the benefit of the damaged parties.”

”Can't we stay here?” asked Ned.

”Don't see how you can very well,” was the answer. ”I don't want to be mean, boys, but orders is orders. If you've got any way of living I don't object to your staying in the house. It won't hurt it any, I guess. But how are you going to live?”

”That's so,” conceded Frank. ”There'll not be any money coming in with our uncle away. Our money is tied up, as is his. Have you got much, Ned?”

”A few dollars.”