CHAPTER XI

Fish One of the game wardens chanced to live near the Morton farm, and as he was on his way into Bayport next morning to give evidence against the two men arrested, he fell in with Chet and in the course of their conversation chanced to mention the two boys who had so neatly blundered into the trap the previous night. “Said they were lookin’ for auto thieves,” he chuckled. “What did they look like?” asked Chet, interested. “One was dark and tall. The other was about a year younger. A fair-haired chap.” Chet snorted…