“Time to break up for tonight, boys,” Mr. Hatfield said. “See you all tomorrow after school—same time.”
As the other Cubs gathered up their belongings, Dan went to the hogan for the Navajo blanket. He was gone a long while. When he came out of the hut, he went directly to Mr. Hatfield.
“I can’t find the blanket Professor Sarazen let us have,” he said nervously. “Did you put it anywhere?”
“Why, no, Dan. I saw you put it inside the hut myself.”
“Just before we all left for the cliff,” Dan agreed.
“It must be there.”
Dan shook his head. “It’s gone—stolen,” he said miserably. “It was valuable too. How am I going to face Professor Sarazen?”
CHAPTER 7
A BRUSH-OFF
Professor Sarazen had very little to say when Dan gave him the disheartening information about the Navajo blanket. His kindly silence, however, made the Cubs feel all the worse about the loss.
“It wasn’t your fault,” the professor said quietly.