“Never you mind,” said George. “We’ll have that car back in our garage in less than a week, you mark my words and see if we don’t.”
“If we do,” declared Grant, “it won’t be any fault of ours. I guess your father will be the one that will find it.”
“He will help,” laughed George.
“Help,” repeated Fred. “If we keep up the idiotic kind of a search we made to-day I guess he will have to do the whole thing.”
“Perhaps he will,” admitted George. “I’m not jealous. If we can only get that car back, that’s about all I want.”
“Well, I’m going to bed,” declared John. “This has been my busy day.”
“And you haven’t told us yet what you were doing,” suggested Grant.
“I guess I don’t have to tell you,” said John. “All three of you seem to know more about Uncle Sim and me and what we have been doing to-day than we do ourselves.”
In a brief time the boys had withdrawn from the room and sought their beds.
The following morning when three of the Go Ahead boys went down stairs they discovered George talking over the telephone.