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" jewelry works?" repeated Roger.

"Yes. What did it sound like to you?"

"Why, like a blast of some kind. Maybe it was at the railroad."

"They don't work on the railroad at night—especially in this cold weather, Roger. No, it was something else."

Both boys halted on the piazza and listened. But not another sound out of the ordinary reached their ears.

"Might as well go in—it's getting pretty cold," said the senator's son.

Dave unlocked the door and they entered the mansion. A dim light was burning in the hallway. While they were taking off their caps and coats Dave's father appeared at the head of the stairs.

"Got back safely, did you?" he questioned.

"Yes, dad; and everything in the city was all right," answered the son. "I'll bring the package up to you."

"Never mind—I'll come down and put it in