Franklin Beech

“The Batter estate proved to be a dark old Victorian mansion, set among wide grounds fringed with oak and beech trees. A number of people were wandering about the lawn, but most of the crowd was clustered near a large stable-garage where the auctioneer had set up his platform. As Frank and Joe found a parking place at one side of the gravel driveway, they could see him holding up an elaborate lamp. “Eight dollars, ladies and gentlemen! Do I hear a bid for nine? ... Nine, anyone?” “We should have brought Aunt Gertrude,” Frank said. “Bet she would have loved this!””