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party or not, we'll take another whirl at the Shore Road to-night," said Frank, as the two brothers entered the school yard.
Joe glanced at the sky. Massed clouds were gathering and the air was close.
"Looks as if we'll have to call it off. There's going to be a storm."
"Storm or no storm, I have a hunch that we'll get some action before the day is out."
Both Frank and Joe were right.
There was a storm, and before midnight they had more action than they had ever bargained for.
