"I will step in first, and give him a surprise," said the youth, and he opened the door.
Macklin's back was turned at the time, and he did not see our hero until Hal tapped him on the shoulder.
"Well, Macklin, were you looking for me?"
The tough turned quickly. Then he grew pale, and the glass almost dropped from his hand.
"Wot—where——" he stammered.
"You didn't expect to meet me here, did you?" went on Hal, pleasantly.
"No—dat is—where did yer cum from?"
"From your coach, Macklin. I got tired of riding in such a cramped fashion."
The tough shifted uneasily. Hal beckoned to the policeman.
"Here, officer, is the rascal."