"Run away," was the quick reply.
"Where to?"
"I don't know, and I don't care, either. Any place is as good as this, I reckon."
"Perhaps you can find some sort of a home in Corney," suggested the young machinist. "You seem to be quite handy. I will help you if I can."
"And so will I," put in Mont.
"I could do better if I had half a chance," asserted Meg, tapping the ground with her foot.
"May I ask what other men visit Mr. Pooler?" inquired the young man, after a pause.
"A man by the name of Corrigan sometimes comes with Mosey."
"Corrigan!"
Jack and Mont uttered the name together. Here was certainly news. Yet they never dreamt of what was coming.