You. You know me as Benjamin Franklin, statesman, inventor, founding father, but back in 1720 when I was 14 years of age, I was just playing bad. But it was then that my life of adventure and service nearly ended before it even began.

Seize him!

Yes sir, arrest him!

No!

It seemed I had followed my heart instead of my head, and it had led me directly into the clutches of the

governor himself.

Ben, I swear I knew nothing about this deception.

My father and brother tricked me too. You're wasting your

breath sister dear. For once Thaddeus and I agree. No need to defend yourself

Felicity. I believe you. I knew your brother meant to lead me into a trap.

And yet you walked right into it.

It seems veracity quince isn't as smart as he claims to be.

Or silence do good quite so wise.

Or perhaps I'm two steps ahead.

Enough! You've wasted too much of my time as it is, Franklin.

Unlike my impetuous son, I give you credit for being so clever at such a young age.

I think you know where the real treasure is buried.

Why would you think that?

Because my men had an eye on your wharf rats.

Those boys spent the afternoon pilfering supplies from all over town. They're up to something.

I wouldn't know.

You might want to rethink that.

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