During the excitement and confusion that followed the explosion, ’Arry ’Awkins disappeared. When investigating parties came to search for him, he could not be found.
That the bomb was thrown into that room at all was not known save by those in the room till they told of it themselves. It was believed at first that the bomb had been purposely exploded in the street.
When Frank leaped to the window with the deadly thing in his hand he saw a man running away as fast as his legs could carry him. No more than a fleeting glimpse did the boy obtain of the man, who turned his head to look over his shoulder just as he darted around a corner.
When it was all over, Frank thought of this man.
“He threw the bomb,” was the lad’s immediate decision.
Then he tried to remember just how this man had looked, and he fancied he would know the fellow if he should see him again.
Mr. Burrage was prostrated by the excitement, but he weakly expressed his admiration for the boy who had saved their lives by his quick and daring action.
Inza, brave little girl, did her best to soothe her agitated parent, but when she would have begged Frank to remain with them a little while she found the boy was gone.
Frank’s first thought was to pursue the man he had seen running away, but when he reached the corner beyond which the fellow had vanished he saw how useless it would be to look for the rascal.
A crowd of excited persons had gathered in the street, and the police came in a deliberate hurry, after the manner of London officers.