“No, I’m going on up to Mrs. Wills’ place. You needn’t bother to drive me up. It’s only a few yards farther on. I know you’re anxious to chase that awful man.”

“We’ll chase him, all right!” declared Frank, as the motorcycles roared.

They bade goodbye to the girl and sped on their way into Bayport, leaving Callie to continue her journey to the home of Mrs. Wills, with the remains of the cakes and jelly over which she had spent so much time and care.

They sped down the main street of Bayport and headed directly to the police station, where they intended to report the theft of Chet’s car and a description of the thief, assuming him to be the redheaded man who had so nearly run down Frank and Joe on the shore road.

But when they reached the police station a further surprise was in wait for them.