"That's right," agreed Jack. "I came near spoiling the whole show!"
"So Horace tiptoed over to your bed, lifted up the mattress and stuck the sweater underneath. Then he lit out. And he doesn't know yet that we saw the whole thing!"
"I knew he had it!" muttered Roy. "Gee! I'm awfully much obliged to you chaps."
"You want to thank Harry, I guess," said Jack. "It was her scheme."
"That's so," said Roy. "Harry's a wonder! I suppose she's at school now. Too bad, for she was dying to know what was going to happen and I promised to come over as soon as I could and tell her."
Mrs. Emery smiled knowingly when she came to the door and Roy handed the sweater to her, but she only said that she'd be very glad to draw the hole together for him and that Harry would be delighted to hear that it was found.
"I'll tell her as soon as she gets home from school," she added.
"And—and please thank her for me," said Roy.
"Is the Doctor in?" asked Chub
"No, he's gone to town," was the reply. "But he'll be back very shortly. Will you come in and wait?"