gunwagner in the hands
of the police.
Finding it impossible to work upon the sympathy of the boys, that buying them off was out of the question, and that the scheme to outwit them had proved a flat failure, Gunwagner now turned to the last weapon which he could hope to use with any possible effect.
“So you have made up your mind to take me with you?” said he, looking hard at Herbert.
“Yes,” replied the latter, firmly.
“You will make the biggest mistake of your life, if you attempt such an outrage.”
“An outrage! Is that what you call it, when a detective takes a bird like you in?” said Bob Hunter, in his characteristic manner.
The old fence looked fiercely at him.
“My friends are all around here, and I can raise a dozen of them before you could get me half a block away.”