Frank took charge of the chamois bag and deposited it in the tin cash box. This he locked up and as usual took it into one of the apartments where he slept.
“We shall have to keep special watch over all that valuable stuff until the bank opens Monday morning,” he explained.
Randy hung around, wrought up with excitement over their wonderful find and anxious to talk about it. Pep was very tired and went to his cot to rest. Frank, Jolly and Vincent sat with their feet on the sill of an open window, enjoying the cool breeze from the ocean and indulging in pleasant comments on the first successful week of the Wonderland.
“With the flood film and the specialty act of the great family entertainer, ‘Signor Halloway Vincenzo,’ I predict we will capture the town next week,” declared Ben Jolly.
“Guess I’ll turn in, too,” remarked Randy, after wandering about the room aimlessly for some time.
“All right, just turn out the light, will you?” asked Frank. “It’s sort of nice to sit here with the moonlight streaming in.”
Randy took off his coat and shoes and started for the apartment where Pep was fast asleep. It contained two cots. He had started over to give Pep a shake and make him get up and undress, when he chanced to pass one of the windows and glanced out.
“Fire!” he instantly shouted, and rushed out into the room where the others were.
“What’s that?” challenged Frank, springing to his feet.
“Yes, right across the block,” declared Randy. “You can see it from the side window. Look at that!”