"From all accounts this man isn't just a common, everyday hobo. He used
to be known as something of an aviator before he met with that accident
that disabled his arm, and made it impossible for him to go up again.
And the fact is, I seem to remember having seen that name mentioned
among a list of airmen who had been either killed, or knocked out by
accidents happening to them."
"That's all right, Frank, but it takes a pretty smart man to carry out a
part like he's doing."
"Didn't Larry tell us that this same Casper Blue had once been an actor
before he took to the air for a living?" asked Frank.
"You're right, he did that same thing, but somehow it seemed to have
slipped my mind. But you never forget a single thing, do you, Frank? And
if he used to be an actor, why, of course Casper would find it easy to
play this part. Perhaps he's just enjoying it the best you ever heard
of. Some people are never happy unless they're hoodwinking others."
"Let's go back and find Sallie, and get to talking about butterflies and
gypsy moths, and all sorts of things in that line we can think of,"
suggested Frank. "Then she'll believe we're head over ears interested in
what her boarder is doing, and if I give her a little hint she may ask
us to step in and take a peek at his room.
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