"They tell me Roger was robbed," said Ben. "What did he lose?"
"Lost a whole lot of things," replied Roger himself. "My watch and my diamond stickpin, and a gold ring, some loose change, and forty dollars that father sent me for some new books I've been ordering! Somebody cleaned me out for fair!" And the senator's son spoke very disconsolately.
CHAPTER XXIII
WHAT A RUNAWAY LED TO
The news that Roger had been robbed while unconscious spread rapidly, and many were the speculations as to who had done the wicked deed.
"I suppose it was somebody who just happened to come along," said Dave. "But what a mean thing to do! That person did not know but that Roger was dying, and made no effort to assist him!"
Roger's story was a brief one. How long he had remained unconscious he did not know. He came to his senses with a shiver, to find himself lying on some rocks under one end of the stone bridge. The lower portion of his body was wet and the chill had aided in reviving him. When he felt strong enough he had crawled up to the road and looked for his motor cycle. Not finding the machine, he had started for Oak Hall on foot. He felt himself growing weaker every step and fell prostrate, as already described, just as Dave and Ben discovered him.
"I am awfully glad you came along," said the senator's son to his two chums. "I don't know what I should have done if you hadn't."