Uncle Ben scratched his head, and did not know what to make of it.
"Here comes Tony, running with all his might," continued Frank. "What's the matter, Tony?"
"Somebody has stolen the Butterfly!" gasped Tony, out of breath."
"And the Zephyr and the Sylph!"
Several of the members of the club now arrived, and the matter was thoroughly discussed.
"Who do you suppose stole them!" said Frank.
"Who? why, Tim Bunker of course," replied Fred.
"But he must have had some help."
"Perhaps not; he has done it to be revenged, because your father turned him out of the club."
"Very likely."