“Oh, what a find!” he cried. “Oh, what a lucky find!”
In an instant he was on his knees and was carefully lifting into one of his boxes some little creature.
“What is it?” asked Jerry, with a smile.
“A very rare specimen of a green striped angle-worm,” was the answer. “I have been looking for one for years. Now, if I could only get another,” and the professor began searching on the ground.
“I’m afraid, Professor Snodgrass, that we can’t wait,” said Jerry. “We ought to be under way now.”
“All right,” was the answer. “Though it is a pity to lose this chance. I say, Dick,” called the scientist to the gardener, “if you see a green striped angle-worm——”
“I’ll be sure to kill it, Professor,” interrupted the man. “I know the creatures, eating up the cabbages, and everything else. I’ll kill every one I see.”
“No, no! For the love of science don’t do that!” was the appeal of the professor. “I beg of you not to do that. I will give you two dollars for every one you save for me, Dick!”
“Do you mean that, Professor?”
“I certainly do.”