CHAPTER XXIV 

FROM A GARRET WINDOW 

"This is getting interesting!" whispered Tom. 

"I should say so," murmured Dick. 

"That must have been what was bringing Belright Fogg down to New York City." 

"It looks like it." 

"Well, if he is mixed up in this he can get pinched with the rest of the rascals." 

"Right you are." 

After that the boys listened to more of the talk between the brokers and Josiah Crabtree. From what was said it was easy to guess that the plotters expected to make quite a large sum of money out of their evil doings. 

"But you have got to get Rover's signatures to those papers," said Jesse Pelter. 

"We'll do it!" cried Josiah Crabtree. "Even if we have to starve him into it." 

"I hope those boys didn't come after the schooner," muttered Japson. 

"I reckon Captain Rodney will know how to throw 'em off the scent," returned Crabtree. 

"We were lucky to find that automobile at the tavern," went on Pelter. 

Some more talk followed and then Japson exclaimed: 

"Why can't we make Rover sign those papers now? Maybe we can scare him into it." 

"We might try," answered his partner, slowly. 

The men arose and Japson lit a lantern, for he knew it was dark in the garret. Then, one behind the other, they filed out into the hallway and went upstairs. 

"They are going to find out something pretty soon!" chuckled Tom. 

"Come on, let us follow 'em, Tom," answered his brother. "I've got a new idea." 
What went down to New York City?
what was bringing Belright Fogg down to New York City." 
