“What of him?”
“Why, he looked just like you!”
“You don’t mean it!” gasped Dave, and came to a sudden halt. “If he looked like me it must have been Ward Porton!”
CHAPTER XXI
DAVE IN WASHINGTON
“Ward Porton!” exclaimed the other youths in a chorus.
“Let us go after him,” went on Dave. “Shadow, which way did he go?”
“Come on, I’ll show you,” answered the story-teller, and led the way through the crowd as well as he could.