"No. Walter and I stopped at a little wayside restaurant and had
lunch. Come on, we'll hurry back to the place where the collision
took place. I'm sure we'll find the wallet. I'm very lucky that
way."

"Let me wish you the best of luck," said Ed with an attempt at
gallantry. "I'd go with you, only I must give the chief all the
particulars, in case it's stolen, you know. Then I must telephone to
the bank."

"That's all right," put in Jack. "Go ahead. We'll make a hunt for
that small fortune. Can I do anything for you here?"

"No, thanks. I think not. You are going to have a useless errand,
though, I fear, but I appreciate what you are doing for me."

"Come on--hurry!" cried Cora, all impatient to be off, and then,
when Walter climbed in beside her and Jack sent his car off,
following the big machine of his sister, Ed disappeared behind the
door of the police station.




CHAPTER VIII

A VAIN SEARCH


"Here's where the collision occurred!" exclaimed Cora a little