“But how did he happen to hide it in the coal bin?” Dan demanded in perplexity.
“That’s what I asked him. He didn’t have a very satisfactory answer. Furthermore, he wasn’t able to tell me how much he had in the box.”
“Then maybe it wasn’t his!” Chips exclaimed.
“I thought of that right away, Chips. I had a feeling that perhaps he was putting in a false claim. At any rate, I refused to turn the money over to him.”
“Have you called the police yet?” Dan questioned.
“Yes, I telephoned the station immediately after Mr. Wilson was here. A man is on his way out now. I’ll turn the money over when he comes, and be glad to get rid of it.”
“It’s sure funny about Mr. Wilson claiming the cash,” Dan remarked. “How could he have known about us finding the box?”
“Someone must have told,” Chips replied before the Cub leader could speak.
His gaze fastened hard upon Babe, who unconcernedly was chewing a gumdrop.
The other Cubs looked at Babe too. He had been in the Den only a few weeks and as yet hadn’t been promoted from a Bobcat to a Wolf.