"First rate!" responded Jack, when Cora paused for breath. "I rather fancy the idea of going after some of the girls. I cannot help but agree with Ed that all the girls should not leave town at once—you should take turns."
"But how about Clip? The others imagine that she makes up for quite a number—with you and Walter."
"There you go again, picking a fight," and he laughed honestly. "Now, Cora, Clip is just Clip, no more and not one whit less, but she has been so busy—oh, so tremendously busy!" He was getting into his motor togs, and Cora was already equipped for her ride about Chelton. "Say, sis," he added, "did I tell you I have my suspicions about the loss of Wren's book? Did she describe to you the pair who last signed the contract?"
"No," answered Cora, now fully interested.
"Well, she told me it was a fellow with bent shoulders, and a girl with red hair. Now, who does that fit?"
Cora thought for a moment. Then her face showed quicker than her words that she guessed who might answer those descriptions.
"Sid Wilcox and Ida Giles!" she exclaimed. "But what motive could they have?"
"Sid Wilcox and Rob Roland are termed the Heavenly Twins, they are so often together. Now, Rob Roland has been the paragraph and the period, so to speak, in this story," said Jack meaningly.
"But why should Ida stoop to such a thing?"
"Didn't you run over her dining-car one day early this summer?" Jack reminded her. "Or was it Bess? No matter just who, it was one of the motor girls. And, besides, you did not ask her to go on the run."