"What's the matter, Dick?" came from all the others.

"Didn't you see him?"

"See who?"

"Buddy Girk the tramp thief, the fellow who used to train with
Dan Baxter's father."

"What, the fellow who stole your watch and broke jail at
Rootville?" came from Tom.

"The same."

"Where is he now?" questioned Sara.

"I don't know. The instant he saw me he skipped."

"I'll wager he wasn't in the crowd for any good purpose," went on
Dick, as he remembered how he had suffered the loss of his
timepiece at Buddy Girk's hands. Dick had had a good deal of
trouble in recovering the article.

"He ought to be pointed out to the police," put in Frank. "It's
not safe to have such men at large."

"I wish I could collar him and make him talk about father's
affairs," grumbled Tom.