She ended by saying: "I never, in my heart of hearts, really believed he was you, Tom, dear." "The scoundrel!" exclaimed the young man.

"Can't we set the police on him ?" "The police in Oakdale are slow, Tom," replied his aunt.

"Slow from lack of occupation.

Robbers do not flock here in great numbers." "At least, I'll telegraph to Arthur Butler," said Tom, "and warn him.
They may catch him from that end." The telegram was accordingly sent.

Likewise the police were notified, but Richards, who turned out to be a well-known English crook, made good his escape and was heard from no more.
It did not take our young people long to make the acquaintance of the real Tom Gray, nor to decide he was a fine fellow and one they could admit to their circle without regret.
"He's like a breath of fresh air," thought Grace, and indeed it was disclosed later that he intended to study forestry because he loved the country and the open air, and spent all his vacations camping out and taking long walking trips.