Ferris could not see Hal now, but he understood what Hardwick said, and as Hal mounted to the top of the pile the tall boy got down and let himself drop off the edge.
He landed in the deep snow, and was not hurt in the least. Before Hal could discover his flight, he was over the fence and on his way to join Hardwick.
It took Hal but a minute to learn of the direction the two escaping evil-doers had taken, and then he made after them with all possible speed.
But the pursuit was a useless one, and at the end of several blocks Hal gave it up, and dropped into a walk.
What was best to do next? Hal revolved the question in his mind a number of times, and then, without wasting time, made his way back to the costumer's establishment.
"I wish my disguise changed," he said.
"What, already?" said the proprietor, in astonishment.
"Yes, something has happened since I was here, and now I wish you to fix me up differently."
"But the same sort of a character?"
"Yes."