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the meanwhile Franklin had not been idle. He had waited only until Andy Gresson had sat down to the table to devour a late supper. Then, certain that the thief would remain at the cottage for at least a quarter of an hour, he sped off with all haste for the local police station.

It was not necessary, however, for the young electrician to make the entire trip. He had gone less than half the distance when he almost ran into a policeman, who stared at him and was almost on the point of grabbing him by the arm.

"What are you running for, young fellow?" demanded the officer as he followed Franklin up several steps.

"Oh, officer, you are just the man I want," returned Franklin, joyfully. "I was on my way to the station house to obtain assistance."

"What's the trouble—murder?" questioned the officer quickly.

"Not as bad as that, sir. I want you to come and arrest a thief."