In that event Frank wanted the police in Bloomsbury to know that he and
Andy had started in pursuit; though what they could do to apprehend the
rogues of course he was in no position to declare.
By the time he had this finished to his satisfaction he heard voices
near by, and was glad to see his cousin coming, accompanied by Sallie.
The girl looked duly excited, just as Frank had expected. There were a
thousand questions in her eyes, but he cut all this short.
"We can't stop to tell you any more now, Sallie, but we promise to drop
in again after it's over, and explain all that seems queer to you now.
Here's the message that we want to get to Bloomsbury the worst kind, and
as quick as you could get on a horse and ride to the nearest neighbor
who has a phone in the house. You'll do this for us, won't you, Sallie?"
Few people could say no to Frank once he wore that winning smile, and
Sallie immediately declared that she was ready to do anything he
suggested.
"To think of that little scoundrel fooling us all, and pretending to be
a college professor!" she remarked, indignation flashing from her black
eyes.
"I hope you've got a horse," said Frank, sticking to the business in
hand.
"Oh! yes; we have one left that might do," Sallie answered.
"Then let's get him saddled right away," Frank went on.
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