"I don't think he will dare to show himself-- at least, not for a
while, Dora," he answered. "He knows only too well that the jail is
waiting to receive him."

"That strange man with the bushy eyebrows and the pointed chin must
have helped him to get away," was Nellie's comment.

"So we think," answered Tom.

"But who was he?" questioned her sister.

"That's a conundrum we can't answer," returned Sam. "I think he was
waiting around with that auto, and as soon as the fire started
Crabtree saw the chance he wanted and got out."

"Maybe Crabtree started the fire?" suggested Dora.

"No, that was purely an accident-- so the jailer says. The wind blew a
curtain against a lamp and the burning curtain fell into some
excelsior in a box of new dishes. The excelsior made quite a blaze and
a lot of smoke, and everybody in the jail was badly frightened for a
while."

After that the talk became general, and quite unconsciously Dick and
Dora strolled off by themselves, down towards a tiny brook that flowed
past the campus grounds.

"You must be very careful, Dora, now that Crabtree is at liberty,"
said the eldest Rover boy. "I wouldn't have him run off with you again