"Are you sure it's them?" asked Ned.
"Bless my toothpick!" cried Mr. Damon. "It isn't possible, Tom?"
"Yes, it is," said the young inventor. "It's the Fogers all right. Take a look for yourself, Ned."
The other lad did, and confirmed his chum's news, and then Mr. Damon also made sure, by using the glass.
"No doubt of it," the odd man sa