"Are
you going far?"
"Quite a distance." Mark wondered what the man would say if he told him
he was going to the moon.
"I wonder if you would do me a favor?" went on the man. "As I was
passing through this old house I saw, on one of the outer doors, an
old-fashioned knocker. I am a collector of antiques, and I would very
much like to have that. But I need help in getting it off. I do not
intend to steal it, but if it is left here some tramp may destroy it,
and that would be too bad. I intend to remove it, and then hunt up the
owners of this place, and purchase it from them."
"It will be hard to discover who are the owners," replied Mark, "as the
title is in dispute."
"So much the better for me. Will you help me remove the knocker? I will
pay you for your time."
Mark hesitated. He did not like the man's manner, and there was a
shifty, uneasy look about his eyes. Still he might be all right. But
Mark did not like the idea of going into the old house with him alone.
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