“Come on up to the hotel and find out,” said Harry. “We haven’t got to hurry home this evening.”
Side by side Harry and the young oarsman walked to the Rockpoint Hotel, a large place, now filled to overflowing with Summer boarders.
They found every one around the resort talking over the case. Presently Harry heard somebody say that the stolen money and box of jewels had been placed by the robbers into a large red valise belonging to the proprietor of the hotel. At once he called Jerry aside.
“I know who committed this robbery,” he said.
“Who?”
“Si Peters and Wash Crosby.”
