Dick put up his hand warningly.
"Don't mention that to a soul," he whispered. "I was just talking to him. He is here on special business, and he wants nobody to know him."
"Then we'll be as mum as a mouse in a cheese," answered Sam.
"Correct," joined in Tom. "But what's his game?"
"I don't know," answered Dick. But he was destined to find out ere he was many days older.
CHAPTER VIII
FUN AT THE HOTEL
The long ride had made all of the boys hungry, and when they procured supper at the hotel they cleaned up nearly everything that was set before them.
"Nothing the matter with your appetites," observed a sour-looking individual who sat next to Tom at the table.
"Nothing at all, sir," answered the fun-loving youth. "What made you think there was?"