Diddick and Parks gladly made the exchange into the larger car,
while Youmans tried to look as if he liked to remain with Jack. But
it was hard work to imagine it when he glanced across at the pretty
twins and Cora.

"Hold on a minute," exclaimed Walter as he noticed that one of the
rear tires of the touring car was flat. "We can't go on like this,
Cora. That left tire will have to be pumped up."

"And you've got good muscles to do it, too, Walter," urged Diddick,
smiling mischievously.

"We'll all help," volunteered Parks. "Come on!"

Diddick, Walter and Parks alighted. Walter stepped to the tool-box
to get out the pump and the lifting-jack. As he was about to take
them out he started back excitedly.

"Hurt yourself?" asked Cora, who was looking over the side of the
car.

Walter shook his head. His face was strangely white as he spoke in
a husky voice:

"The wallet! Ed Foster's wallet in the tool box--here--see!"

He held the pocketbook up to view.

"Where--where did you get it?" gasped Cora.