ch we can get the proper information, unless
we appeal for help to the Customs authorities up the line, and have the
entire outfit seized, but that would do us very little good, for we have
no evidence on which to have them convicted, and besides that, we would
lose all chance of stopping whatever big scheme is now in the wind. I
suppose you can tell us where to find Green's house, can't you," asked
Phil, turning to the girl.

"Yes, it is about a mile outside of the village in a lonely and secluded
place. It is ostensibly a farm that he lives on, but I guess farming
occupies but a small place in his mind. I only wish that I could go, and
I believe I will see if I can't get Mr. Allen to stay here so I can
guide you to the place," she answered, her eyes sparkling with the
thought of the possible adventure.

But Garry firmly put his foot down on her running any chance of danger.

"In the first place, it would be bad enough if we were strangers to this
crowd, for they would brook no interference with their plans, but there
is the added danger in the fact that LeBlanc already has it in store for
us, and anyone that takes side with us will meet with his vengeance and
that of his friends. Besides, it is almost midnight," he said.

Reluctantly the girl gave up the idea of being in on the adventure.

"But what are your plans now?" she asked. "It seems that you are going
on a wildgoose chase, just to go to Green's house, and besides, with all
his friends there, you would have no chance of escape if your presence
was discovered at the farm."

"Well, to tell the truth, all we can do is go there and be guided by
circumstances. We cannot afford to let the slightest chance slip by us,
and that seems just now to be the scene of plot, in fact it is the crux
of the entire affair," responded Garry.

At that minute, however, fortune favored them. Mr. Allen came down
stairs and told them that Mr. Everett was awake, and wanted the boys to
come upstairs a minute and say hello to him.

After giving this message, he went home, and led by Ruth, the boys went
upstairs to see Mr. Everett.

"Talk about luck!" whispered Garry to Dick. "Now we can get some real
dope on all this."

Arriving at Mr. Everett's bedroom, they found him sitting up in bed with
a heavy blanket thrown around his shoulders. He expressed his pleasure
at seeing the boys again, and then inquired how it was that they
happened to be around at such a late hour.

"Time is