The boys made a careful search of the premises, but brought nothing to light which was of use to them.
"I wish father was home--or we knew how to reach him by telephone, or with a telegram," remarked Dick.
"Well, we can't reach him, so we'll have to be patient until he returns," answered Sam.

"By the way, I wonder if his going away had anything to do with what those men were up to ?" "It might be so," returned Dick, slowly.

"Both happenings are queer, to say the least." "I wish I knew what father has in mind to do," came from Tom.

"I hope we take some kind of a trip.

I don't want to stick on the farm all summer." With nothing to do, the next two days passed slowly.