"We've done all the finding so far." At this moment a hand smote Dick heavily between the shoulders, while Tom Reade's laughing voice demanded: "Fellows, how does home cooking seem again?
Isn't it great ?" Harry Hazelton was with Tom.
"We've almost forgotten how good the home cooking is," Dick answered.
"We've just had something else to think about." Then the story of the latest meeting with Mr.Fits was told.
"Jupiter!" breathed Tom excitedly.

"Say, I wish we could run that fellow down.

I'm just aching to pay him back for the night of ghost scare that he gave us out in the forest!" "I'd like well enough to see him caught," Dick agreed.

"But I can't say that I want to do it myself." "Why not ?" challenged Tom.
"Well, he's a powerful big brute, and I doubt if we four could handle Mr.Fits." "Huh!" retorted Tom.

"I'd like to try it, anyway.