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 to the ground and ran forward. The two burglars offered no resistance. What was the use? They were looking into four pistol barrels now! Ropes were quickly brought, and their hands tied. The other three pursuing cars came up, the excitement roused a number of guests in the hotel, and Art and Peanut found themselves in the midst of a throng as the captives were being led to the concrete garage to be locked up. Everybody wanted to know all about it, and the boys had to repeat their story a dozen times.

Finally Mr. Goodwin and a young man who seemed to be his son, and who had been one of those to open the door, got hold of them.

"You boys have saved us many thousands of dollars," the father said. "We don't quite know how to thank you. Of course, I know something about Scouts, and I won't offer you money, because you wouldn't take it."

"Oh, no, sir," said Art.

"Of course not. But I've got a motor you can have to go where you please in to-morrow, or next day, or any time, and I own a whole fish pond in the woods back here, with a cabin on it where you can camp, and my wife and daughter will want to thank you. You must give me your names, so my other daughter, who was married this morning, and whose presents you saved, can write to you."