"I've got it!" he exclaimed, much excited. "It's jist the thing."
"What is it, lad?"
"An idea, an' we kin work it, too. It'll be great fun."
"Out with it, then."
"S'pose we give Donaster a big scare. I know a dandy place back in the hills where we kin take him. It's an island in a lake, an' there's a cabin there, too. It belongs to the Hamptons. John an' his mother often go out there to look after a coal mine Mr. Hampton found. Ye've heard of it, haven't ye?"
"Sure. I guess everybody knows about it. I understand it's good coal, too."
"Y' bet it, an' Mr. Hampton spent every cent he had in buyin' the land before he let on he had found the coal. John an' his mother hope to make a lot of money out of it. I know the place well."
"But what has this to do with Donaster?" Grimsby asked. "Keep to your story, Eben."
"I'm comin' to that if ye give me time. Now, s'pose we make Donaster think that Miss Randall is hidin' out there on that island with the Hamptons. Let's send fer him, take him there, give him the slip, an' do a few other things to scare him. I'd like to hear him yell fer a while. He can't git off the island till we go fer him. Oh, it'd be great fun."
"It certainly would," Grimsby replied. "But you'll have to do it,
Eben. When could you go?"