“Certainly you may see them,” was the answer, and from her pocketbook, which she had left in charge of the cashier, the manager took out two slips of blue pasteboard.
“Hum! They seem regular all right,” remarked Jack. “Date and seat numbers all proper. I know where those seats are, too, right in the middle of the first row balcony. I always sit there myself when I go.”
“They said they were good seats,” declared the girl, “and I saved a dollar. They wanted the money they said, for they had spent their last for some ice cream. They seemed to be all right.”
“Maybe they were,” agreed Jack. “Of course it’s perfectly proper for persons who can’t use railroad or theatre tickets they have purchased, to sell them again. And these tickets seem to be the same as those you would get at the box office. And there’s no crime in being without cash. But it is a crime to take an automobile.”
“The only question is whether the same two fellows are involved,” suggested Walter.
“That’s it,” agreed Jack. “I wish you girls had had a better look at those who went off in the machine.”
“It all happened so suddenly,” Belle explained.
“Yes, such things generally do,” remarked Cora. “Well, there’s nothing else to do, is there?”
“I guess not,” said Jack, who had telephoned in the additional description of the young men who had sold the tickets, adding the information that there was only a suspicion that they were the same two who were responsible for the taking of the car.
“If they had only kept the theatre tickets, instead of selling them,” said Walter, “we’d have a good chance of arresting them.”