THE LITTLE CAPTAIN--CONCLUSION


"Wasn't it mean," grumbled Tavia, "I thought it would be so dramatic."

"Dramatic enough for me," answered Dorothy. "I felt a chill steal all
over me when I put my hand on that man's arm, and said, 'This is he!'
Ugh, I have the rub of his sleeve still on my palm," and Dorothy tried
to efface the memory of it on her small white hand by rubbing it briskly
on her linen skirt.

"Well, I am disappointed," pouted Tavia, "and I don't want any more mock
trials."

"We must hurry, your father will soon be here. And how anxious I am to
go to that place. What if the man has deceived the police as he did poor
Mr. Burlock?"

"No danger. He is caught in his own trap now, and his only hope is from
good behavior--they make it lighter for him as he makes it easier to
clear up the case. I heard pop talking to the folks last night about
it."

This was the day after the identification of Andrew Anderson by Dorothy
in the Police Court. The man had disguised his appearance by taking off
his beard, but there were other marks, and the girl could not be shaken
in her positive identification.

The man had denied his guilt at first, but finally broke down when
confronted with the evidence against him and admitted he had the Burlock