“I know him! It’s Bill Berry!” he exclaimed.
Without pausing to adjust his collar and tie, Jerry ran out. He was joined by his chums, and several men who had been alarmed by the cries.
“What is it?” asked half a dozen.
“I’ve been robbed! My diamond ring, worth five hundred dollars, is missing!” shouted the half-dressed man.
“Where did you leave it?” asked an attendant.
“I hid it in my shoe.”
“You should have left it at the office. The management can not be responsible for jewelry taken from the bath houses.”
“They can’t, eh? Well, we’ll see about that!” spluttered the excited man. “I’ve been robbed and some one has got to settle with me for it.”
Jerry came close to the man who was raising such a disturbance and gave a start.
“Why, Professor Snodgrass!” he ejaculated. “Is it really you?”