“I have hardly a doubt of it,” said Chick.
“It won’t be easy, then, to corner this gang and recover their plunder,” Patsy dubiously declared. “They’ll know we are after them and——”
“But not what you have discovered,” put in Chick pointedly.
“That’s true. That may help some,” Patsy allowed. “If we could only find out what other crib Hanlon meant and where it is located, and devise some way to get there before they can cover their tracks and dispose of Nick——”
“Stop a moment,” Chick interrupted. “I think we can accomplish both.”
“You do?” Patsy’s countenance lighted.
“I certainly do. We’ll put something over on these ruffians, Patsy, that will have failed to enter their heads. We’ll get them, all right, take it from me.”
“What do you mean? Explain.”
“Pull up here and listen,” said Chick, tossing away his cigar.