“Do you suppose he figured on robbing the place?” inquired Jack.
John stopped pacing to consider the suggestion.
“People can’t help but see that this tea-room is taking in money,” continued Jack. “If this fellow knew about it, perhaps he thought the girls might leave the money here overnight.”
“Maybe,” said John. “But I doubt it. If he came to burgle he would have sneaked in, and seeing a light, would have gone away again. No, he came up boldly enough.”
“Maybe he thought there were nothing but girls in here.”
“True,” admitted John. “It was my first thought that he might be the human agency we are looking for.”
“But what would the motive be?”
“Search me! Well, there’s no use of our speculating about it; we’re not getting anywhere. But just the same, I think I was a fool not to follow the fellow,” concluded John; and he stretched out before the fire again.
The boys were quiet for some time, each occupied with his own thoughts. Several had already dozed off when Jack finally got up and threw more wood on the fire.
“He sure did have some breath on him,” said John.