“Who did it?” asked Bob.
“That’s what they’d like to find out, Chunky,” said Jerry. “I don’t s’pose the burglars left their cards, with their addresses on, behind them.”
“Great excitement! Terrible! Awful! Big robbery! ’Bout a million loss! General alarm sent out! Get the detectives to work! Send for blood hounds! Notify the sheriff and start a hunt! This is the greatest thing that’s ever happened!”
The boys turned to see whence the torrent of words proceeded.
“I might have known it was Andy Rush,” said Jerry. “Is there anything else, Andy? Haven’t you forgotten something?”
“Oh yes! I forgot to tell you. I have a clue to the thieves!”
“What?” cried all the boys at once.
“That’s what,” said Andy, growing more calm as the others grew excited. “I went over the place as soon as I heard of the robbery, and I got the clue. I’m going to be a detective some day. You just keep your eye on me.”
“It’s all we can do to keep track of what you are saying,” said Ned, “let alone what you are going to do. But tell us about it. I’m interested.”
“Let Ned tell us of the robbery first,” suggested Bob.