"Thank you; I guess that's what I'll do," I replied.
When he had finished, I paid him ten cents for his work, and walked over to the place he had mentioned.
A polite clerk waited on me and pointed out the directory lying on a stand.
I looked it over carefully, and three minutes later walked out with Chris Holtzmann's new address in my pocket.
As I did so, I saw a stream of people issue from the depot. Some of them looked familiar. Was it possible that the train from Smalleyville had managed to come through, after all? It certainly looked like it.
I was not kept long in doubt. I crossed over to make sure, and an instant later found myself face to face with Allen Price!
CHAPTER XXIV
WHO MR. ALLEN PRICE WAS
I will not deny that I was considerably taken aback by my unexpected meeting with the man who had been following me. I had been firmly under the impression that he was still lolling around Smalleyville, waiting for a chance to continue his journey.
But if I was surprised, so was Mr. Allen Price. Every indication showed that he had not missed me at my departure, and that he was under the belief that I had been left behind.