“Sure.”
“Then that’ll clinch the guilt on them all right, and we can divide the reward between us.”
“Wait until we get it first,” advised Jerry drily.
Mr. Carter was much startled when told of the new developments in the case, and when informed of the suspicions of Jerry and his chums.
“You did right not to speak of them before,” he said, “as the discovery of the tires puts a different face on it. I, myself, believe those two men Brown and Black, if those are their real names, are the guilty persons.”
“You’ll find it was Noddy,” declared Ned firmly.
“Everyone is entitled to his own theory,” said the president with a smile. “Now I am going to summon here as many of the directors as I can get in touch with. I’d like them to hear the stories of you young men. Would it be asking too much to request you to wait here?”
Jerry and his chums were willing, and the president sent out and got the latest magazines for them to read while they were waiting.
“I may have an offer to make to you after the meeting,” he said with a smile, when a messenger had informed him that several of the directors were on their way to the bank.
The boys indulged in several speculations as to what Mr. Carter might want with them after the meeting, which was soon being held in the directors’ room. It was not a lengthy session, and in a little while a messenger came to summon the boys.