“Yes, I have,” answered Toby, aggrievedly, pounding the poised finger home on an inoffensive key. “He came in here an hour ago and took all the money I had!” “Well, he probably needed it,” said Barry, soothingly. “Did he say anything?” “Well, you don’t suppose he sandbagged me, do you? Of course he said anything! He asked me how much I had and I told him six dollars and he said, ‘Good! I’ll take it!’ And――and I let him have it.” “I mean,” said Barry, “he didn’t say what he wanted it for, did he?” Toby shook his head. “I didn’t think to ask him. That’s funny, isn’t it? Six dollars is a good deal of money, too. Now, I wonder what he did want it for! Gee! I wish I’d asked him!” “You certainly should have,” Barry agreed soberly. “I’m not sure Peaches is capable of handling such a vast sum.” “You aren’t?” Toby looked startled. “Gee! what do you suppose――” Then he saw the visitor’s lurking smile and grunted. “Aw, get out! I guess he’s seen more money than that! Anyway――” and Toby chuckled――“I fooled him. I had another dollar I didn’t tell him about!” Barry didn’t get the explanation from Betty until after supper. Sitting on the porch in spite of the chill of the frosty night, they talked Peaches’ venture over. Betty wasn’t very hopeful. After a silence of nearly two weeks, she said, Davy had written a few days before, from a town in Massachusetts, that he had failed to find work and was leaving the next day. She didn’t believe that Peaches would be able to trace him. “He will have to be back by to-morrow noon, Barry, or get into trouble, because Mr. Puffer would let him off only until then. That won’t give him much time for making inquiries and trying to find Davy, will it?” “No, it doesn’t seem so. When will he get there? To the place your brother wrote from, I mean.” “I don’t know. There wasn’t time to talk much. He went right off to see Mr. Puffer and stopped only a few minutes on the way back. It can’t be far, though. I think he’s there by now, surely. If it just might happen that Davy had changed his mind and hadn’t left there after all!” “I don’t suppose we can count on that,” said Barry. “Just the same, it’s a cinch that Peaches will find him if it’s possible to. He doesn’t make much splash, but he gets there, Betty!” “I don’t suppose we should have let him go,” said Betty. “Only it all happened so suddenly that――that he was off before I could think! There’s so little chance of his finding him, you see; and then it will cost a good deal, too. And if he should find him and bring him back I’d be scared to death. The police would be certain to see him or learn he was here, and then things would be worse than ever.” “I wouldn’t worry about that, Betty. Peaches will find a way to get him here without his being seen, I guess. He could wait until night, couldn’t he? Anyway, if it’s going to help Mr. Benjy it’s worth the risk, I’d say.”