“Yes, you did. You said you’d like to see something. What was it?”
“I’ll tell you later.”
“All right. Come on.”
They hastily left the vicinity, getting away in safety.
“Well, it happened just as I thought it would,” said Bart, as they walked along.
Frank did not speak. Hodge looked at him, and saw that Merry was walking with downcast eyes, an expression of deep depression on his usually cheerful face.
“I’m sorry, Frank,” said Hodge seriously, “but you insisted on going in there.”
Still Frank said nothing, and Hodge kept on:
“I told you how it would be. I suppose Hooker was furious when he found you had followed him, and he set the gang on you?”
“You’re wrong about that.”