The way of it was this. Mrs. Martin was sitting out in front of the bungalow with Lucy, for the night was warm. Janet and Trouble were in bed asleep, and the faithful colored maid was trying to comfort Mrs. Martin, telling her that Teddy would surely be found soon.
Then the telephone in the store rang very hard. There was no one to answer it, for the place was closed at night. However, Mrs. Martin heard the jingling bell.
“Maybe that means something,” she said. “I’ll answer it.”
And you can imagine how happy she was when Mr. Brixton’s voice sounded over the wire, telling her the lost boy had been found and was, even then, in his cabin eating a late supper.
“Oh, are you sure it’s my Teddy?” asked the now happy mother.
“Of course I am,” answered Mr. Brixton. “I’ll let him talk to you himself.”
And soon Teddy and his mother were exchanging joyful words. Briefly Teddy told what had happened to him. Then Mr. Brixton, who had come to live in the cabin in the wood for his summer vacation, informed Mrs. Martin just how his place could be reached by the road.
“My husband and all the men are out in the woods now looking for Teddy,” said Mrs. Martin. “I can’t drive the auto over, as I don’t want to leave my other two children here. But as soon as my husband comes back I’ll send him after Teddy.”
“No hurry at all,” said Mr. Brixton, with a laugh. “We’ll be glad to keep him all night.”
Ted was happy now. He was safe with his new friends, he had had a good supper, and his mother, at least, knew where he was. Now he could listen to the wireless music with a glad heart.