"Yousavedoursilver， braveJoe，" saidMissBessie， "justwaittillmypapaandmammacomehome， ， Jack， whatisthelatest？" astheMorrisboyscametroopingintotheroom.
"Thepolicemanhasbeenquestioningyournurse， andexaminingthedining-room， andhasgonedowntothestationtomakehisreport， anddoyouknowwhathehasfoundout？" saidJack， excitedly.
"No， what？" askedMissBessie.
"Whythatvillainwasgoingtoburnyourhouse."
MissBessiegavealittleshriek."Why， whatdoyoumean？"
"Well，" saidJack， "theythinkbywhattheydiscovered， thatheplannedtopackhisbagwithsilver， andcarryitoff； butjustbeforehedidsohewouldpouroilaroundtheroom， andsetfiretoit， sopeoplewouldnotfindoutthathehadbeenrobbingyou."
"Whywemighthaveallbeenburnedtodeath，" saidMissBessie."Hecouldn'tburnthedining-roomwithoutsettingfiretotherestofthehouse."
"Certainlynot，" saidJack， "thatshowswhatavillainheis."
"Dotheyknowthisforcertain， Jack？" askedMissLaura.
"Well， theysupposeso； theyfoundsomebottlesofoilalongwiththebaghehadforthesilver."
"Howhorrible？ MydarlingoldJoe， perhapsyousavedourlives，" andprettyMissBessiekissedmyugly， ， butalwaysafterthatIthoughtagreatdealofher.
ThenextdaytheDruryscamehome， ， andIhopehewillgettobeabettermanthere， andbeoneafterhecomesout.
