"I told you you couldn't put me off."

"We'll see about that. Here, officer." He beckoned to a
policeman.
"This kid has been stealing a ride. I put him off once. I turn
him
over to you now."

"All right. Young man, you come with me!"

Teddy protested indignantly, but the officer, with a firm grip on
his arm, dragged the lad along with him. They proceeded on up
the tracks toward the station, the lad insisting that he was with
the show and that he had a right to ride wherever he pleased.

"Teddy!" shouted a voice, just as they stepped on the long
platform that led down to the street.

"Phil!" howled the lad. "Come and save me! A policeman's got me
and he's taking me to jail."

Phil Forrest ran to them.

"Here, here! What's this boy done?" he demanded.



CHAPTER IV