"What will they do with me?"
"Send you up for life, or perhaps hang you."
At this appalling prospect, which was a jest of the officer, Tommy's tears redoubled. Mr. and Mrs. Stocker bestowed no attention upon the unhappy boy, and even Wild Charley, who caught sight of him in charge of the officer, hurried on as quick as he could.
"Charley! Charley!" exclaimed Tommy.
But Charley ran as if his former acquaintance were stricken with the plague.
"Who's that?" asked the custom house officer.
"Only a friend of mine, sir," rejoined Tommy.
Soon afterward Tommy was taken on shore, and brought up before the nearest magistrate.
The case was stated, and the smuggled tobacco produced.
"Clear case," said the judge. "Had he any accomplices?"