"Can't he make Red Andrews confess?" asked Dave.
"Unfortunately the rascal got away when on the way to the police-station. But the detective feels he can soon round him up again."
Dave looked thoughtfully out of the window and tapped the table with his fingers.
"You still think Merwell and Jasniff guilty?" remarked his uncle, with a smile.
"Yes, Uncle Dunston. After what Hooker Montgomery said, I'll think them guilty until somebody proves otherwise."
"Then I tell you what I'll do, boys," said Dunston Porter. "I'll take a trip down to Florida with you and look into this matter. I'd rather be on the move than sitting still waiting for something to turn up."
"Will you go?" cried Dave, eagerly.
"I will."
"When?"
"As soon as you wish, and we can get train accommodations."
"Hadn't we better wait until we hear from Luke?" suggested Roger.
"No, let us get off at once!" exclaimed Dave. "If he sends word after we are gone, it can be forwarded to us." And so it was arranged.
Great was the surprise of the Wadsworths and of Laura when the boys and Dunston Porter an-
