“Go on with you!” howled the officer in return. “I reckon it was a put up job all around. Clear about your business or I’ll run you in for disorderly conduct!”
And he made such a savage dash at the young oarsman with his long club that our hero was glad to retreat.
He continued the hunt for the pickpocket alone, but without avail, and, much disheartened, finally returned to his boarding-house. He was afraid he had seen the last of Mr. Wakefield Smith, and was glad he had gotten at least ten dollars from the pickpocket.
CHAPTER XXXI.
NELLIE ARDELL’S TROUBLES.
On the following morning Jerry went to work at the bindery as if nothing had happened. When he went in, Dick Lanning glared at our hero and stopped as if to speak, but changed his mind and walked off without saying a word.
During the day the young oarsman became much better acquainted with his work and began to like it.
That night, on leaving the bindery by the side entrance, which opened on a narrow lane, our hero saw Dick Lanning and several of his friends waiting for him.