"That's right!" exclaimed Jack. "You've got pluck enough Tom, old man."
"And I may need some luck, too," added our hero. "If I have that I think I'll be all right."
"Not a bad combination," commented Bert. "Pluck and luck. With 'em both you can do a heap."
"That's right," admitted Tom. "And now I'm going to do some boning, and get ahead with my work so I'll have a little time to hunt for clews."
"Clews?" murmured Jack.
"Yes, clews as to who poisoned these horses and set the hay on fire. You see it's not enough to say that I didn't do it. I've got to find the person who did."
"Well, I wish you luck," murmured Jack.
"And if there's anything we can do, don't hesitate to let us know," added Bert, at which his chum nodded.
"Don't let this get on your nerves so you can't play football
Saturday," suggested Jack.
"I guess it won't," laughed Tom.