“And I don’t either!” added Blake. “Here’s my hand on it, Joe, and we’ll do our best to find out the truth of this thing,” and the two chums clasped hands warmly.
“But it’s mighty strange what those men said about him,” went on Joe. “To think that we would stumble on the wreckers right at work. We can lead the police to the very place where they have set up their false light.”
“Maybe we can do better than that, Joe.”
“How?”
“Why, we may be able to help the police catch these same fellows.”
“That’s so. Have you a plan, Blake?” asked his chum, eagerly, as they walked on along the path.
“Not yet, but we’ll make one up. But, Joe, did you notice just what it was that big wrecker said?”
“Not exactly; I was too excited when I heard them mention my father’s name.”
“Well, they as much as said that your father had refused to give them the information they wanted, and this spoiled their scheme. That might go to show that they made offers to him to have him help them in their wicked plans, and he refused. That made them turn against him, and——”
“I see, Blake! You mean that, maybe, after all, he left because he was afraid of the wreckers, and not because he had done anything wrong?”