d found me, I told him the whole truth about the matter."

"You certainly did, Miss Pitney," confirmed the chief.

"Why, I haven't anything to forgive," laughed Eph. "It was a joke,
the way it turned out."

Chief Ward escorted Miss Pitney from the room, then returned to
explain:

"That's a wholly good girl, but her fancy was too easily won by the
fellow, 'Tom.' She knows better, now, and will have to know a whole
lot more about the next man she allows to capture her affections. Now,
I have another pair to show you. They're in cells. Come downstairs,
please."

Through a corridor underneath the chief led his visitors, halting,
at last, before a barred door of iron.

"Look through, and see who it is," smiled the police chief.

"Why, that's Walter C. Hodges, who sent us off on a pleasure trip in
that doctored automobile!" exclaimed Jack.

"Yes; you're right," sighed the prisoner. "I've been cornered, and
I've admitted it."

"But that fellow's daughter?" asked Jack, as the chief led them away.

"Hodges hasn't any daughter," replied Chief Ward. "We found the young
woman, but we let her go. She is an idle, vain young woman. Hodges
told her the same old story--a joke he was playing, and persuaded the
young woman to go along and pretend to be his daughter. In payment he
bought her the fine clothes she was wearing when you saw her. And now,
here's some one you may like to see here!"

For a moment or two not a word was uttered as the submarine people found
themselves gazing between bars at--Fred Radwin.

Radwin did not look depressed, but, on the contrary, jaunty and defiant.

"He's the one I'm best pleased of all to have," chuckled Chief Ward.
"The four ruffians who attacked you boys, and held two of you in that
deserted house before Benson led our party to the place, have confessed
that they were acting for Radwin. And Hodges has confessed, too, that
Radwin employed him, and that, between them, they put the doctored axle
in the auto."

While Chief Ward was speaking Fred Radwin turned pale.

"You didn't know all this until just this moment, did you, Radwin?"
smiled the chief.

"Oh, you needn't think you can down me too easily," snarled the prisoner.
"I have money to fight with."

"I know," nodded Ward. "You have a little over twenty thousand dollars,
Radwin. I also know where the money is. An attorney acting for the
chauffeur that was hurt so badly in the automobile smash-up has already
started