“What was the date?” Terry asked quickly.
“The date was 1933,” was the answer.
“That was the Woodcrest cup,” nodded Don. “We were wondering up at the school, and we three fellows decided to stop in and see if that was the cup. Thanks a lot.”
“That is perfectly all right,” the reporter smiled. “Shall I ask Mr. Gates sometime if that was the cup?”
“No, it won’t be necessary,” Don replied, casually. “We know that it is the cup he won at Woodcrest, because he won one in that year. I suppose he locked it up in the vault again?”
“No!” was the unexpected reply. “He left all of the other valuables there, but he took the cup back to his home with him!”
“Maybe he feels so much pride in it that he wants it at hand,” suggested Jim as a venture.
“I don’t know, I’m sure, but I know that he took it home with him,” the reporter concluded.
When they had thanked him once more the boys left the office and started back to school, talking the situation over between them.
“Well, the cup is still in our midst, and we may have another try at it,” Don remarked.