he next instant he had his crimson sweater in his hands and was
looking bewilderedly from it to Chub and from Chub to Jack and so back
again at the sweater. Chub and Jack were grinning like satyrs and
enjoying hugely his bewilderment.

"How--how'd it get there?" whispered Roy finally.

"Put it into your trunk and come on out," said Chub. "We've got
something to tell you."

Roy found his key and unlocked the trunk. But in the act of laying the
sweater away he paused and drew back. Under one shoulder was a long rip
where the stitches had given way.

"I--I think I'll take it over to Mrs. Emery," he said, "and get her to
mend it. That's a beast of a hole!"

"All right," said Jack. "Come on."

So they took the precious garment over to the Cottage, and as they went
Chub--Jack assisting--explained.

"It was Harry's scheme, Roy. She told her mother and Mrs. Emery got the
Doctor to issue that order about having the fellows unlock their trunks.
But Harry knew that if Horace had the sweater he'd try and get rid of it
before the examination. So she told Jack and me to come up here right
after breakfast and hide where we could see what was doing. Well, we
did. We got under Gallup's bed where he couldn't see us and waited. We
hadn't been there five minutes before up comes little Horace. He looked
around mighty carefully, you bet, and then he unlocked his trunk, dug
down to the bottom of it and pulled out the sweater. Jack nearly
whooped when he saw it!"

"That's right," agreed Jack. "I came near spoiling the whole show!"

"So Horace tiptoed over to your bed, lifted up the mattress and stuck
the sweater underneath. Then he lit out. And he doesn't know yet that we
saw the whole thing!"

"I knew he had it!" muttered Roy. "Gee! I'm awfully much obliged to you
chaps."

"You want to thank Harry, I guess," said Jack. "It was her scheme."

"That's so," said Roy. "Harry's a wonder! I suppose she's at school now.
Too bad, for she was dying to know what was going to happen and I
promised to come over as soon as I could and tell her."

Mrs. Emery smiled knowingly when she came to the door and Roy handed the
sweater to her, but she only said that she'd be very glad to draw the
hole together for him and that Harry would be delighted to hear that it
was found.

"I'll tell her as soon as she gets home from school," she added.

"And--and please thank her for me," said Roy.

"Is the Doctor in?" asked Chub

"No, he's gone to town,