CHAPTER XI.
A MEAN REVENGE!
The result of the telephone call was a request to call at the Police
Headquarters of the little town and give a detailed account of the
affair.
"Gracious! I should think that the only way to get a clue would be
to send a detective down here," exclaimed Peggy, on receipt of this
information.
"We have our own ways of doing them things, miss," rejoined the
policeman with dignity.
Then there being nothing for it but to obey instructions of the
authorities, they all set out for the police station. They were half
way there when Jimsy recollected that they had left the aeroplanes
unguarded.
"'Twill make no difference at all at all," declared the policeman;
"shure it's too late for anyone to be about."
"It wasn't too late for them to set that fire though," rejoined Roy
in a low voice.
At police headquarters they were received by two sleepy-looking
officials who questioned them at length and said they would be at
the stable in the morning to hunt for clews.
"Why not go after them now, while the trail is hot?" inquired Jimsy.
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