“Gee whiz, Ding, it’s a pretty risky thing to do, isn’t it?”
“I don’t think so. I’m not going into the house or anything. I just want to prowl around and see what I can find out. Then if everything is O. K. and Minory’s there, I’ll notify the police and he can be arrested at once.”
“That sounds reasonable,” admitted Pepper, “but say, Ding, don’t go putting your head into a hornet’s nest. I’ve heard you’ve got a kind of habit of doing that.”
“Who says so? I’m as careful as—as an old lady carrying eggs to market!”
“All right then, I’ll do it. I’ll be here at seven o’clock.”
“Good boy. I won’t be able to keep still till that time arrives.”
The boys ... fell in a heap down the steep steps.—Page 264.
CHAPTER XXVII.
A LONELY TRAIL.