"Were they in the coat?" asked the red-haired lumberman in amazement.
"They were," said Daddy Bunker. "Away down inside the lining. They slipped through a hole in the pocket. And there they have been all this while—in the lining of the old coat."
"And I never knew it," said Mr. Gannon. "Are you sure they are the papers you want?"
"The very ones," answered Mr. Bunker, glancing at them. "And they are worth a lot of money, too. I am very glad I found them."
"So am I," said the lumberman. "I would hate to think I lost the papers out of the old coat, even though I didn't know they were in the lining. Well, I'm glad you have them back."
"Oh, but this is good luck!" said Grandma Bell.
"And Russ and Laddie brought it to us, for they found out where the coat was," said Mother Bunker.
"But we wouldn't have known if Mr. Hurd hadn't told us," said Russ.
"And maybe we wouldn't have come, only Zip chased the rabbit," added Laddie.
"Well, it was good luck all around, and I have my papers back," said Daddy Bunker. "And now we'll go on with the picnic."