“Look’s like a tin can,” observed Bob.
Ned picked it up to examine it better, for it was now quite dark, the fire giving only a faint glow.
“Look at this!” Ned cried, holding out the object.
“It’s a burglar’s dark lantern!” exclaimed Bob. “I saw one just like it that the police took from a thief. It is over to police headquarters.”
“Wonder who put it there?” asked Jerry.
“It’s hard to—” began Ned, and then he stopped. Dropping to his knees he reached his hand into the hole from whence the dark lantern had rolled. He groped around a few seconds and then drew out his hand.
“I’ve found ’em,” he said.
“What?” asked Jerry.
“The things I was looking for,” and Ned held up to view in the faint gleam from the burned building a cold chisel and a hammer.
“What are they for?” asked Bob, not seeing the connection of the dark lantern and the tools just found.