CHAPTER II
Counterfeit Money
The Hardy boys left the bank, feeling at once foolish and wrathful.
"Stung!" declared Frank. "Stung by a counterfeit bill! Oh, if the fellows hear of this we'll never hear the end of it!"
"What a fine pair of greenhorns we must have looked to that slick stranger! I'd like to lay my hands on him for about five seconds. I'll bet he's been laughing to himself ever since about how easily we were fooled."
"I'll say we were easy. We hadn't a suspicion in the world."
"After all," Joe remarked, "that bill might have fooled any one. You can't deny that it looks mighty like a real five."
They halted on the corner and again examined the money. Only an experienced eye could have detected any difference between the counterfeit bill and a genuine one. It was crisp and new and appeared in every respect identical with any bona-fide five dollar bill that had
