CHAPTER X
THE MYSTERIOUS LETTER
Will and his friend offered to attend to the broken window in the old factory for Ralph, and the latter was glad to accept the tendered service.
He gave them the price of glass and putty, and a blunt case knife, told them they would find his rule under the window, and as they departed felt assured they would attend to the matter with promptness and dispatch.
Ralph had something on his mind that he felt he could best carry out alone, and after their departure he left his mother quietly sewing in her rocking chair to watch their placidly slumbering guest.
"The boy is a stranger here, of course," Ralph ruminated. "Where did he come from? I hope I will find something among his belongings that will tell."
They were poor belongings, and now hung across a clothes line in the back yard, drying in the warm sunshine.
The coat and trousers were of coarse material,
