Frank Among The Rancheros eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 169 pages of information about Frank Among The Rancheros.

Frank Among The Rancheros eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 169 pages of information about Frank Among The Rancheros.

“Twelve thousand dollars!” said Frank, to himself, as he locked the desk and put the key into his pocket.  “Why, that’s a fortune!  Now that I think of it, I almost wish Mr. Brown hadn’t left it here.  What would Uncle James say if somebody should break into the house and steal it?”

As Frank asked himself this question, he turned suddenly, and saw Pierre standing on the porch, in front of one of the windows, watching him with eager eyes.  He must have moved very quietly to have approached so near without attracting the boy’s attention, and that, to Frank, whose suspicions had already been thoroughly aroused, was good evidence that the Ranchero was not just what he ought to be.  If he was an honest man, he would not try to slip around without making any noise.

Finding that he was discovered, Pierre removed his sombrero and said, without the least embarrassment: 

“Is it your pleasure to ride?  If so, I will saddle your horse.”

“You need not trouble yourself,” replied Frank, rather gruffly.  “I shall remain at home.”

Pierre bowed and walked away.

“Now, that rascal thinks he is sharp,” said Frank, gazing after the Ranchero.  “He never offered to saddle my horse before, and he wouldn’t have done it then if I hadn’t caught him looking in at the window.  I wonder if he thinks I am foolish enough to ride for pleasure at this time of day, with the thermometer standing a hundred degrees in the shade?  That fellow is a scoundrel, and he is up to something.  Perhaps he is after this gold.  If he is, he may have the satisfaction of knowing that he won’t get it.”

So saying, Frank began to close and fasten the shutters which protected the windows, and while thus engaged, he caught a glimpse of the Ranchero’s dark face peering at him around the corner of the house.

“If I owned this ranch,” said Frank, to himself, “that fellow shouldn’t stay here five minutes longer.  I’d pay him off, and tell him to leave as fast as his horse could carry him.”

Having satisfied himself that the windows were so well secured that no one could effect an entrance through them, Frank opened the drawer and took another good look at the money, as if he were afraid that it might have been spirited away even while he was in the room; after which he locked the desk, and hid the key under the edge of the carpet.  Then glancing about the office, to make sure that every thing was safe, he closed the door, and hurrying into his own room, he threw the key under his writing-desk, next to the wall.  Then he breathed easier.  The money was as safe as it would have been in the bank at San Diego.

CHAPTER IV.

Frank proves himself A hero.

“There!” said Frank, with something like a sigh of relief.  “If Pierre gets into that office to-night, he’ll have to use an ax; and if he tries that”—­

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