“Well, Dick, it has happened!”
“What?”
“The thing that I said would happen. The stealing has begun again. Some one has taken ten dollars from Durand’s bureau drawer.”
“But Durand’s room is in the other entry.”
“That makes no difference. You can reach all the entries through the basement.”
CHAPTER XIX
THE COVETED OPPORTUNITY
“I’ll match you for ice-cream soda, Bosworth,” said Marks.
“All right,” replied Bosworth, cheerfully, as he flipped the coin with a skill born of experience. “Heads it is. I’ll pay, come on. Two ice-cream sodas, Sam.”
The clerk filled the glasses to the accompaniment of remarks on the ball games. Sam knew his business; agreeable conversation was served gratis at the counter with all soda orders. For fellows like Marks this made no great demand on the server’s originality.