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304 Dinner over, Harry declared that they must go to the store and make certain that Jennie had arrived.

“We’ll all go,” said Dick. “I want to see your old store.”

The doctor elected to stay at home and do some work, and they left him on the upper deck, immersed in his books, with a fountain pen clasped tightly between his teeth, and his pad of paper on his knee.

“I think,” laughed Roy, “that any one could come along and steal everything out of the boat without the doctor knowing anything about it.”

“Sure they could,” Chub agreed. “But no one will come around when they see him there.”

When they came in sight of the store, Harry gave out a cry of distress.

“There’s nobody there!” she exclaimed. “It’s all closed up! She never came.”

“Well,” murmured Chub, sorrowfully, “I never did have much faith in Jennie.”

“I guess we might as well go back, then,” said Dick.

“Nothing of the sort!” returned Harry, determinedly. “We’ll get the key and open the