CHAPTER XXX.
AN UNLOOKED FOR ADVENTURE.
It would be hard to express Jerry’s feelings when he found Mr. Wakefield Smith was suffering heavily from intoxication. For the moment he could do nothing but stare at the man as he lay helpless on the pavement.
“Waz you mean, boy?” went on Smith, and he tried in vain to get up. “Waz you knock me down for, I demand to know?”
“Do you recognize me?” said our hero sharply, as he looked the pickpocket squarely in the face.
“No—don’t know you from Adam, ’pon my word.”
“I am Jerry Upton, the boy you robbed the other night.”
At the words Smith straightened up for a moment and a look of alarm crossed his face.