trouble and so much risk. The loose tools were of small value and the machines were too heavy to be moved by a single person.
"He didn't have time to go through the shop and break into the office," speculated the young electrician. "I would give all I am worth to know just what he did do."
By this time the pair outside were well on their way, and, wondering where they were now bound, Franklin slipped through the fence and made after them.
Felter and Nolan lived in the same tenement row, and in less than half an hour Franklin tracked them to their homes.
It was now after twelve o'clock. The wind had come up once more and it was snowing again. Franklin stood on the corner for five minutes turning matters over in his mind, then, chilled to the bone, he walked to his boarding house, resolved to let matters rest until morning.
The young electrician slept but little that night. Half a dozen times he started up, certain he had heard the fire bells and that the factory was in flames. At five oclock he was up and dressed and ready for breakfast. No sooner had the meal been served than he packed his lunch basket and started for the fan works.
He was half an hour too early, and the doors were still closed. When at last the sleepy time-
