I've just missed a couple of shirts, and my best toothbrush is gone." "And two boxes of my cartridges," she added, "to say nothing of handkerchiefs, towels, sheets, and my best pair of slippers.

But what they want with your toothbrush is more than I can imagine.

They'll be stealing the billiard balls next." "One did disappear a few weeks before you came," Sheldon laughed.

"We'll search the boxes this afternoon." And a busy afternoon it was.

Joan and Sheldon, both armed, went through the barracks, house by house, the boss-boys assisting, and half a dozen messengers, in relay, shouting along the line the names of the boys wanted.