Frank Merriwell came to Joe’s relief.
“You have found no concealed weapon on him, officer,” said Merry. “Won’t it be best to let him go? You know he did a good job, and saved somebody from getting hurt by that dog.”
“What is he traveling round here for, anyhow?” asked the cop, unable to recover from his anger.
“He is the mascot of our team,” Merry exclaimed. “He is also a friend to my brother.”
“But he has no right in a civilized country. I ought to run him in and see that he’s properly cared for.”
“I will see that he is properly cared for, Mr. Officer. Leave him to me.”
“What if the owner of the dog makes a complaint against him?”
“He won’t.”
“How do you know?”