“If you will excuse me,” said Mr. Grey, “I don’t think you should.”
“All right. If you insist.”
“For best interest all around.”
The chief nodded. Addressing the boys, he said, “Well, fellows, it seems that you were right and I want to apologize for questioning you and doubting you. And let me tell you that I appreciate everything you have done and I shall see to it that you are in some small way rewarded.”
The boys beamed with delight. Mr. Grey remarked, “They certainly deserve it, Chief. You ought to make them honorary members of your force.”
“Now, that’s a serious thing,” answered Chief Bates hesitantly. “But I shall certainly consider it.”
“Well, goodbye,” said Ken. “Thanks for listening to our story.”
“The thanks is all on my side,” returned the Chief. “And good luck.”
They left the office. In the waiting room, Mr. Grey whispered something in the secretary’s ear and she blushed and waved him away. In the corridor, they walked to the rear of the building, where autos and policemen, armed, waited for them. Mr. Grey gave the necessary orders, and with screaming sirens, they were off.