"Let's go around and get the others, and we'll have a
council of war."
A peculiar whistle outside their friends' houses brought them out
at once, and when they were all together Jimmy told them about his
misfortune. They were as indignant as Bob, and had little doubt that
Buck Looker was the author of the outrage.
"It's dollars to doughnuts that gang's got it," said Bob. "Now, when
a thing needs to be done, it's usually best to do it right away.
We've got to get Jimmy's set back, and I've got an idea where we
can find it."
"Where?" they all asked in chorus.
"Well, you know that crowd often hang out in that shack back of Terry
Mooney's house--the place that his father built to keep an automobile
in, and then could never get enough money to buy the automobile. They
spend a lot of their time there. And if they've taken Jimmy's outfit,
that's the place they'd naturally keep it. They wouldn't want to take
it into any of their homes, because then their folks wound likely find
out about it and make them give it up."
"Gee, I believe you're right!" exclaimed Joe. "Let's go there right
away and accuse them of it."
"Better yet, let's go there and take it away from them," proposed Bob,
with a grim set to his mouth. "Are you with me?"
For answer they all started off in the direction of Terry Mooney's
house, and as they went, Bob outlined a plan of attack.
Pages:
137
138
139
140
141
142
143
144
145
146
147
148
149
150
151
152
153
154
155
156
157
158
159
160
161