He turned it again and stared at the back.
“I noticed,” said Ellery, “that there was a mail-box near where we left the automobile. You can post it as we go along.”
“Yes,” assented Dick. He glared at the name of William Barry as though it fascinated him. Then he tucked the letter into his breast pocket.
As the motor began to champ its bit, Norris remarked:
“You forgot to mail that letter, Dick.”
“So I did,” said Dick. “No matter. I’ll post it in town. It will go all the quicker.”