Now, let's make up a story as to just what trip we were taking when we broke down on the road a mile from their camp." The two plotters quickly planned out their story.
"Here's Dr.Bentley's office," said Dodge, as they turned a corner.
"You stay in the car, Bayliss.

I can attend to this better." So Dodge was soon pouring a tale of woe and tragedy up through the night speaking tube into the astounded, half-suspicious ears of Dr.Bentley.
Then Bert Dodge drove with Bayliss to the latter's home, after which Bert quakingly drove the car around to his own home, where he roused his father to hear the strange news.

Nor was it long ere the whole Dodge family was listening, awe struck.
In the meantime Hazelton was exhibiting to Mr.Pollock, with many a chuckle, the "Quaker" rifle that he had brought into the office wrapped in his jacket.

Harry also displayed the bottle of strawberry coloring for ice cream that had supplied the color to his head bandage.
Ting-a-ling! rang the telephone.

It was Dr.Bentley on the wire, inquiring whether Dodge had been guilty of a hoax in calling him up to go to the "Blade" office in order to attend Hazelton.
With many a chuckle Mr.Pollock told Dr.Bentley, under injunction of secrecy, the story of the night's doings.