" I could," said William. " I bet you anythin' I could. I've got a white beard an' a bald head wig at home. Or, rather, Robert's got 'em, but I could borrow them off him without him knowin'. An' you could be hid with pieces of paper an' pencils to take it down."
They looked doubtfully at William. Even with a white beard and a bald head wig it seemed difficult to imagine anyone more unlike Old Scraggy in appearance than William. Still—they were accustomed to follow William blindly.
" All right," said Ginger, " we'd better go home an' look for pencils and paper. I never know what happens to all the pencils in our house. I'm always bringin' them home from school and then someone always bags them."
" We'd better start that part of it to-morrow," said William. "" It's nearly tea-time and——""
" Quick," said Douglas, " he's seen us an' he's gettin' his squirt."
Like lightning the amateur detectives streaked down
The next afternoon they met together in the old barn to discuss their plans. William had brought his white beard and bald-headed wig, together with an old pair of trousers of Robert's, which he had cut down to make long trousers for himself, an overcoat and muffler and a pair of dark spectacles. The trousers were still so long that he had to fasten them round his neck with string.
The Outlaws inspected him carefully.
" I think you look jus' like him, William," said Ginger loyally.
" Well," said Douglas, a little less enthusiastically, " you look as if you might be tryin' to look like him, but—but you've gotter young sort of face for one thing an' your own hair shows under the wig, an'