You'll be here for the next ten minutes, won't you?"
A doubt flashed across Riley's mind.
"Why don't your friends look after it?"
"We're all going to be together and we didn't care to wait. If a man by the name of Muggins comes along and asks for it, you'll give it to him, will you?"
Riley took the package. "I'll take care of it," he promised.
"I wouldn't trust it with any one but you," declared Chet solemnly.
"You can trust me. I'll look after it. And if your friend Muggins comes along I'll see that he gets it safely all right."
Chet thanked Riley warmly and the boys hastened off and disappeared around the next corner. Riley, with the package under one arm, leaned against a post and thought well of himself and of the world in general. He completely revised his opinions of boys, and particularly of Chet Morton, whom he now regarded as an exceptionally intelligent lad who would make his mark in the world. Riley was glad that he was able to be of service to Chet by minding the package for him.
The package was not very heavy. Riley was curious as to its contents. Chet had left the impression that it contained something quite valuable. He said he would not trust any one
