If they don't raise my pay at the Yards pretty quick I'm going to hire me an automobile, fellows." This aroused laughter, and an excited discussion of the burglary followed, during which Mr.Cannister quite forgot his orders on the stove and was only recalled to them by an odour of scorching eggs.

Two of the customers, having finished breakfast, made known their intention of visiting the scene of the crime, and went out.

At the first table inside the door two boys were regarding each other with round and inquiring eyes.
"Do you suppose--" began Clint.

But Amy hissed him to silence.
"Wait till we hear more," he cautioned.
But, although they listened with all ears, little more information was forthcoming, save that one Carey, Chief of the local police, was already busy.

"He's telephoned all around," said Mike, "and told them to look out for the automobile.