“Can’t do much,” said Frank. Then he told how Flynn took to his bicycle and got away.
“And you let him go?” boiled Diamond. “If any man had done such a trick to me, I’d pursued him round the world, but I’d given him his deserts!”
“Don’t doubt it,” smiled Frank. “If they had brought Flynn back, he’d been shoved.”
“Why not shove him anyhow?”
“I might, but it would make no end of trouble, you know.”
“Never mind the trouble. Give it to the whelp!”
“But it will spoil our trip down this way.”
“How?”
“I shall be forced to spend some time in pursuing the rascal, and, after he is caught, it will be necessary to have him tried. It will make no end of trouble and expense, and, by the time it’s all over, a good share of the time we have left during this vacation will be used up.”
“Never mind,” said Jack. “We can stand it. Shove him, Merry. It takes considerable time to arouse you, but you are a bad man when you get started. Now is the time to get started. Don’t you think so, fellows?”