"I know there's underhand work going on," said Matt, "but we've been rung in on the deal and have got to see it through. I'm curious to learn more about the affair."
"Meppy dot same curiosidy vill make you some drouples," suggested Carl. "You can't haf dot, ven der racing iss on do-morrow."
"The Jarrot people have several good men in the five-day race, so it won't make much difference if I'm not one of the drivers. Anyhow, I don't intend to be all day in South Chicago."
"It don'd look righdt for you to go pack dere alone," grumbled Carl. "I vouldn't be easy a minid."
"I am not going alone," laughed Matt. "You're going along, Carl."
The Dutch boy brightened at once and had no more objections to offer.
"Ach, dot's tifferent! Ve vill shdart ad vonce. How ve go? On a pubble?"
"No, we'll take a railroad train. I don't want to go fooling with a car at this time of night."
"Is dere a train ve can ketch?"
"Lots of them. South Chicago is a suburb, and we can leave here every half hour. We ought to be back by midnight."