"I don't suppose you have heard the news?" inquired their visitor, in his suave, pleasant voice.
"What news?" asked Bob.
"Ah, I thought not. You don't know where Nat and his friends passed the night?"
"No, sir."
"In the police station."
"In the police station?" echoed the astonished Ramblers, almost in one breath.
"Exactly."
Mr. Parsons Wingate even smiled at their surprise.
"Imagine my astonishment, last evening, when I received a telegram from my poor Nat, telling me of their plight."
"But why were they arrested?" broke in Sam Randall, unable to restrain his curiosity longer.