Chapter 1. The Booms
_ CHAPTER I. THE BOOMS
At nine o‘clock one morning Bobby Orde, following an agreement with his father, walked sedately to the Proper Place, where he kept his cap and coat and other belongings. The Proper Place was a small, dark closet under the angle of the stairs. He called it the Proper Place just as he called his friend Clifford Fuller, or the saw-mill town in which he lived Monrovia--because he had always heard it called so.
At the door a beautiful black and white setter solemnly joined him.
"Hullo, Duke!" greeted Bobby.
The dog swept back and forth his magnificent feather tail, and fell in behind his young master.
Bobby knew the way perfectly. You went to the fire-engine house； and then to the left after the court-house was Mr. Proctor‘s； and then, all at once, the town. Father‘s office was in the nearest square brick block. Bobby paused, as he always did, to look in the first store window. In it was a weapon which he knew to be a Flobert Rif

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