Bidwell was quickly recognized by the captain of the police, and his capture was considered an important one, especially when Bob related the particulars of the jewel robbery. A pawn-ticket was found in the sneak-thief’s pocket, and this afterward proved to be for money loaned on the diamond and ruby cross, which was returned to Mrs. Varley.
The stout man who had been knocked down, became quite interested in Bob, and after the hearing was ended, and Bidwell locked up, he followed the youth to the street.
“Good for you,” he said, clapping Bob on the back. “I admire your pluck. It is not every young man would have braved it out as you did.”
“I knew I was right, and had nothing to fear, sir.”
“Did you say your name was Robert Alden?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Do you belong in Stampton?”
“Not exactly. I came from Shellville. I am here looking for a job.”
“Oh! At any particular trade?”
“I wish, if possible, to learn the art of photography. I know a little about it, and I am anxious to learn more.”