“I know that will be very acceptable to our young friends here,” assented Vincent, nodding at Pep and Randy. “All the credit for finding the necklace is theirs.”
Pep and Randy were considerably fluttered. They had their heads together animatedly discussing their good fortune as Vincent accompanied his visitor to the door.
“I say, you lucky young fellows,” hailed the ventriloquist airily, “what you going to do with all that money?”
“Oh, Randy and I have settled that,” proclaimed Pep.
“Have, eh?”
“Yes, sir. That two hundred and fifty dollars goes into the capital fund of the Wonderland.”
CHAPTER XXIII—THE BROKEN SIGN
“It blew big guns last night, fellows,” observed Randy Powell.
“Yes, it has been working up to a storm for several days,” said Ben Jolly, casting a weather eye through the open window in the living room.
Breakfast had just been announced by Jolly and as usual all were hustling about to put in an appearance for the famous home-cooked meal.