"By gosh, I'll bet a dollar that's where he is to-night!" exclaimed Talbot. "Not a very tasty neighborhood, but just the kind of a place a bird like him would fly to for cover. And see the way I was to address him. S. M., care of Smith! He said they forwarded his mail for him. Peaches, I'll go there for you the minute I get you two girls safe at a hotel!" "You will not!" said Peaches. "Because we are going with you." "Oh, come--that's not right!" protested Dick. But nothing would dissuade Peaches. "Well--we may need some money," said he, at length consenting to the mad scheme. "I've a few dollars, but eventually we'll have to get some more. Did you bring any, Peaches?" Her face dropped in dismay. "I never thought of it!" she gasped "And my purse was on the dressing table too!" "Never mind!" said I, plunging my hand into my reticule. "I have brought a check book and I have a lot of money in the bank." With which I drew out--not my check book at all, but the black leather wallet which Peaches had thrown into the pond out at the ranch, and which I had subsequently rescued. For a moment we all gazed at it stupidly. Then Peaches recognized it and snatched it from the table. "Sandy's wallet!" she cried. "Freedom Talbot, where did you get this thing?" "I--I found it in the garden out at home," I stammered, blushing violently, "and I kept it in case--that is, I thought that perhaps sometime----" "I see!" said she in a tone which led me greatly to fear that she did. "What is it?" our escort now wanted, not unnaturally, to know. "It's something of his--the duke's," I said. "Peaches has had it for years." "Give us a look-see!" asked Dick, stretching out his hand for it. Rather reluctantly she allowed him to take it. "I bet there's something sewed inside that lining!" he commented after a moment's examination. "Let's open her up!" "No!" cried Peaches, snatching it back. "If there is it's none of our business. I'll just take care of it, thanks! And now about money--our not having any lets us out of the hotel plan, Dick; and anyhow if we cash a check we can't do it before to-morrow. In order to get into a decent hotel without any bags we'd have to prove who we are, and then pa would spot us first thing in the morning." "Besides which, if Sandro is really at this Hoboken address, he will very likely be gone by morning," I added; "if indeed he has not already left." "You said it!" cried Peaches. "Come on, let's go! The Lord only knows when that ex-sheriff of a parent of mine will have a posse on my trail!" We acted upon this, the combined wisdom of all three of us, and paying our modest indebtedness to the midnight-luncheon establishment, betook ourselves back to the automobile and the pursuit of our quest.