Walter with a laugh.

"Nonsense!" exclaimed Cora. "But come, let's hurry back to Chelton.
I want to be the first to tell Ed."

"Do you feel all right?" asked Jack anxiously.

"Oh, yes. Very well. I never fainted before, that I remember."

"Yes, you did. Once when you burned your hand on the stove,"
corrected Jack.

"Oh, that was a good while ago."

There was a period of silence.

"Well, as long as I started to pump up the tire I suppose I may as
well finish," remarked Walter, as he took out the jack and raised
the wheel.

It was rather a quiet company of young people who made their way
back to Chelton in the two autos a little later. The gay members of
the mandolin club had little to say, and when they did attempt a
pleasantry the laughter was soon over. Every once in a while some
one would refer to the discovery of the empty wallet.

"The next thing to find," remarked jack, with a trace of bitterness
in his tones, "is the person with the cash and the bonds."

"Maybe they're in--the tool--box of your car," said Diddick