“Well, we did meet those two chaps at Mae’s—and you know I didn’t think much of them. I have to admit I’ve been sort of worried all summer, though I hardly expected anything like this.”
“You agree with Marj that they’ll try something again?”
“I do—and I don’t,” replied John, thoughtfully. “If they’re as scheming as your sister believes them to be, they’ll see that she is on. Yet, as she says, they’d hate to kiss all that money goodbye.”
“You bet!” agreed Jack. “But I can’t conceive that they would try to pull off anything serious, as Marj seems to think probable. Two young fellows of their type would have more sense.”
“No, neither can I—if they try to work the stunt themselves. The thing that worries me is that they might hire some one else to do their dirty work for them—a couple of desperate characters, for instance, who wouldn’t know where to stop.”
“That’s so!” frowned Jack. “Gee! I’m glad we’re here! We’ll have to be on the job all the time, and never let them get out of our sight. The first thing we want to do is to get a car—not a flivver, but a good, fast car—that will keep up with theirs.”
“I guess we could hire a car of that description,” nodded John.
“But where? No one out here knows who we are, and people don’t hire out good cars to perfect strangers, you know.”
“That’s true,” acknowledged John, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. Suddenly he struck the table with his fist. “I have it! My firm has a branch office in this city, and the fellow who is manager learned his job in the same office with me. We were great chums. I’ll call Ted Fisher on the phone, and he’ll be able to help us out.”
“Good!” exclaimed Jack. “Let’s clear out of here and get a move on.”