Frank shook his head.
“That is carrying the thing farther than I care to go, old man.”
“Well, are we going to give it up here?”
“All we can do is wait awhile and see if anything will turn up. Now that I have entered into this thing, I have a curiosity to see how it will turn out.”
So they waited, and, in less than twenty minutes, they were rewarded by the reappearance of Hooker. They were watching through the front window of the shop, which was none too clean, and saw the outcast come from the back room, but both were surprised by his appearance, which was greatly altered.
“Great Scott!” muttered Hodge. “What’s he been doing?”
“He’s changed his clothes,” said Frank instantly.
“Changed them! I should say he had! Why, I hardly knew him at first.”
“Nor I.”
“He looks like a tough now.”