will be angry all right," agreed O'Connel. "But you need have no
fears that he will do anything more, ma'am. He is on too dangerous
ground. In the first place he cannot accuse me of appropriating his
dog for I can answer him that it was stolen in the first place. And he
cannot say I deserted his ship for all is fair in love and war, you
know. No, Daly is a good sport and he will instantly understand that
he has been beaten. We have been one too many for him, that is all.
Moreover, he won't be feeling any too comfortable for he is still
uncertain as to what Mr. Crowninshield may be planning to do with him.
Oh, Daly won't stir up trouble. You can trust him for that. On the
contrary he probably will clear out of reach of any possible storm. It
is his only course and he will be canny enough to take it."

"But you are not going to let him go scott free, are you Dad?"
demanded Dick.

"Oh, I don't know. What's the use of fighting a skunk like that? We
have our dog back and Daly must acknowledge that he has been beaten.
That is about all I want. He won't try anything more for I have a
whiplash over him as he is well aware. Any time I can prosecute him
for receiving stolen goods and being an accomplice in a robbery. With
the evidence I have such a case would go overwhelmingly against him
should it reach the courts. He is not for bringing that issue to a
head, you may rest assured of that."

"But you do mean to jail the men who actually took Lola, Father," put
in Nancy. "If you do that, won't the whole affair have to be aired and
Mr. Daly dragged into the trial?"

Her father did not answer immediately and before he had framed his
reply wheels were heard and Wheeler, driving Dick's racing car, drew
up at the steps.

"It's Bob, as I live!" shouted Walter. "Hello, Bobbie! Hello, old
chap!"

"Welcome home, Bob!" called Mr. Crowninshield going forward to meet
the lad.

"We have a surprise for you, Bob!" called Nancy. "Guess who's here?"

"I can't," smiled the wireless man coming up to the piazza and shaking
hands all round. Then his eye lighted on O'Connel.

"My word! How did you get here, old top? Fired from your job?"

For answer Mrs. Crowninshield held up Lola.

"The pup herself! Well, well! What's been happening in my absence,
anyhow?"

"I don't wonder you want to know," cried Nancy above the general
clamor.

"Hush! Do stop everybody. You are making a far worse noise than ever
came through that radiophone."

"F