“Hello! Hello!” Fleet broke in at this instant.
“Hello, yourself,” returned Chot. “Listen fellows, I want you to come over here immediately. I want your advice on something of great importance.”
“Look for us,” said both Tom and Fleet, and hanging up their receivers, both boys hurried in the direction of the Duncan home.
“What is it?” cried Fleet, out of breath, he being the first to arrive.
“Curb your impatience till Tom gets here,” Chot replied.
Tom arrived about a minute after Fleet, his face plainly expressing his curiosity.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“That’s what I want to find out,” said Chot. “I have just received a letter from Luther Pendleton.”
“Well, what does he want this time?” growled Tom.
“More money, of course. Listen to what he says: