“Was the fellow with the white mustache caught?”
“Ah donno, sah, and——”
“What is it to you which one was caught and how do you happen to know so much about them, Herring?” asked Harry.
“It is not much to me, of course,” returned Herring, “although I fancy it is a lot to somebody not a hundred miles away.”
“What do you mean by that?” demanded Harry. “You are hinting at something. Out with it if you are man enough.”
Herring flushed scarlet and then, feeling that he was defied, he said doggedly:
“You’d better ask Sheldon how he is interested in the matter.”
“What has he got to do with it?” asked Percival, hotly, having just arrived on the scene.
“What has he got to do with it?” sneered Herring. “Oh, nothing very much. He signaled to the robbers to keep away from the bank last night, that’s all. He must have some interest in them to do that.”
Jack said nothing, although he was clearly agitated and Percival turned to him and asked kindly: