"In the bag with the rest," said the postboy.
"There ain't a dratted thing, an' there's alwus a big bundle o' Wednesdays."
"You must have overlooked it, Dan. I heard Belmont, at the Salt Works, say there was a larger package than common. It must be there."
CHAPTER III.
"I WILL BE BACK."
By this time the loafers about Hollow Tree were thoroughly alive to the situation, and Little Snap imagined that Robin Burrnock was looking on with great satisfaction.
"Of course there was!" exclaimed the excited Shag. "What hev ye done with it, you young scamp?"
"What do you think I have done with it, Mr. Shag?" demanded Little Snap, fearlessly. "If it is not there now, I know no more where it is than you do."
"Say I have taken it, do yer?" cried Shag, fiercely. "Ye shall eat 'em words, boy."
"That's it, Dan!" broke in one of the spectators, a big, red-whiskered bushbinder. "If ye want enny help, call on me.
"Reckon I can handle sich a leetle ginger bub es he," replied the postmaster. "Here's the sack; see if the Hollow Tree package is there fer yerself."