“I’m sure it will,” said Uncle Ben himself. “I can’t tell you how much I thank you, Mr. Martin. And I am delighted to spend the summer with the Curlytops at Silver Lake. Come on now, Trouble, we’ll get aboard the auto.”
“All aboard for Silver Lake!” cried Ted gaily.
They started off, the whole family and Uncle Ben. Then, just as they reached a turn in the road, they heard a voice shouting:
“Wait a minute! Wait a minute!”
Mr. Martin stopped the car.
“It’s Constable Juke!” said Mrs. Martin, looking around. “He is waving at us. I guess he wants to speak to us.”
“Oh, maybe he’s found the burglars and got back Miss Ransom’s queer box!” exclaimed Ted.
“And maybe he’s found Skyrocket!” echoed Jan.
Hurrying along the road, while the Curlytops waited for him in the automobile, came Constable Juke. What could he want?