It is a sad thing for a boy to have no confidence in his mother, but such was Ed Butler's case.
Ed now asked to see the paper, which his father had drawn up, but the wily Chinaman refused to exhibit it.
"I've been over the ground. I'll point out the place. That will be all you need," he said.
"And when do we go?" asked Ed.
"We will make it midnight," replied Pow Chow.
"Hark!" whispered Ethel suddenly. "It seems to me that I hear someone outside the window."
Pow, with a muttered exclamation, started to rise.
"Sit down, clumsy," breathed Ethel. "Let me see."
She slipped out into the hall and opened the back door suddenly.
Instantly the sound of skurrying feet was heard.