"Yes, I overheard some of their conversation a few days ago," replied Earl. "That coat contained some diamonds they found in an old box car."
"What!" cried Ralph. "Is it possible?"
"It seems so. I escaped yesterday. You had told me about this place, and so I came here. Zeph Dallas was my friend at once, when I told him my story. Here he is now."
Zeph approached with a beaming face.
"Fairbanks," he said, "I suppose Danvers has told you how he came here, and his troubles with Slump and Bemis."
"Yes," nodded Ralph.
"Well, I went to Dover yesterday and saw the old rag man. He ransacked his stock and we found the coat."
"You did?" spoke Ralph, expectantly.
"Yes, and in an inside pocket were the diamonds. Here they are."
Zeph handed Ralph a moldy chamois skin bag.
With interest the young fireman inspected the contents.
"This is a rich find, Zeph," he said. "You must report to the car finder at once."
"I am going to the city to-day to see him," explained the former farmer boy.
Zeph left headquarters about noon. The next
