"By Jinks!" exclaimed Jenkins, who recognized his own portrait first of all. "You've been takin' our picters to use ag 'in' us. Gimme that!"
Jenkins tried to snatch the picture as Jack drew it back, but
Percival, by a quick movement, threw his hand up and said sharply:
"No, you don't, my man! We want to keep that picture for evidence.
Besides, even if you got it, we can print a hundred more of them."
"Ain't you goin' to give us anything for telling you who it was?"
Jenkins asked in a tone of disappointment.
"No, for you have not told us."
"But I told you it was one of your fellers this afternoon. You wouldn't ha' known anything about it if I hadn't."
"Oh, yes we would," laughed Billy. "That picture was already taken when you mentioned the matter, and the minute we saw it we would have known that something was wrong, even if you hadn't said a word."
"And we ain't goin' to get nothing?"
"No!" said Jack in a tone of decision.
"You may get what you don't want, though I won't say but that you deserve it all right," laughed Percival "I mean a term in jail."