The Hardy boys went down to their ice-boat, packed away the supplies of food they had purchased, and headed back toward the island.
“So that’s the mystery in Elroy Jefferson’s life,” mused Joe.
“Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could find the Bender stamp collection for him?” returned Frank.
CHAPTER XII
The Notebook
When the Hardy boys returned to Cabin Island they found Chet and Biff awaiting them hungrily.
“We thought you would never come!” moaned Chet. “Quick—where’s the grub? We have a fire all ready. Now for some breakfast!”
“You didn’t find the stolen supplies, then,” said Frank, bringing in a side of bacon they had bought from Amos Grice.
“No sign of the food at all,” admitted Biff ruefully. “No, I think the chap who stole that food took it away with him.”
“And ate it,” growled Chet, as he poured some ground coffee into the pot.
“We hunted every place we could think of—down in the boathouse, under the trees, all around the cabin—but we didn’t find the grub.”