fact that his father was in prison," said Dick. "But we all know,
and Dan Baxter himself knows, that one is about as wicked as the
other. The only thing that makes Arnold Baxter's case worse is that
he is old enough to know better."

"So is Dan old enough to know better," was Tom's comment.

"I believe he was coming here to get accommodations," said Dick.

"If he was, that would tend to prove that he had just arrived in San
Francisco, Dick."

"True. But he may have been in this vicinity, perhaps in Oakland,
Alameda, or some other nearby town."

"What do you suppose could have brought him here?"

"That's a conundrum. Maybe he thought the East was getting too hot
to hold him."

"I wish we knew where he was going."

"Let us see if we can follow him up."

But to follow Dan Baxter up was out of the question, as they speedily
discovered when they stepped out on the sidewalk. People were hurrying
in all directions, and the bully had been completely swallowed up in
the crowd.

"We must watch out," said Dick. "Now he knows we are here he will