"Look out, young fellow!" he said, taking a sudden step toward him. Archie looked at him with a sneer. Then Curly stopped.
"Look here, Dutch," he said. "Don't be a fool. We're--"
"I've told you what I'll do," said Archie, all the dogged stubbornness of his nature aroused. Then Curly seemed to lose interest. Outside they could hear the crowd again.
Half an hour passed. They heard the clang of a gong in the near-by street.
"The pie wagon," said Curly.
Archie was quiet. There was a cheer, then a voice, deep, commanding and official:
"Surrender in the name of the law!"
Curly looked a question at Archie.
"What ails you to-day?" asked Archie. "Lost your nerve?"
"I haven't lost my nut."