overlooking the Sound from a lofty hill.

Jess and Jimsy were waiting for them, and, almost before the car had
stopped, they were at its side.

"Heard the news?" asked Jimsy breathlessly.

"No. What is it?" demanded Peggy eagerly.

"Why, that safe at the farm-house was robbed last night. All the money was
taken, and they have no clue to the thief."

"How did you hear of it?" asked Roy incredulously. Peggy had told him of
the queer wall safe.

"The 'central' told one of the servants and she told Jess. Strange, isn't
it?"

"It is odd," agreed Roy. "But if people will keep their money in such
places, it is hardly surprising if they lose it. Did you hear any
details?"

"No, but no doubt we shall when we reach the farm-house," put in Jess;
"isn't it thrilling, though?"

"Not very thrilling for poor Galloway, who lost the money," said Peggy. "I
expect he didn't make it any too easily."

On their arrival at the Galloway farm-house, the young people found a
scene of great excitement. The sheriff, red-faced and important, was