CHAPTER XIX.
THE RIVALS AT THE BANK.
“Do you s’pose we will find that Mortimer feller at the bank?” asked Bob, as he and young Randolph passed down Broadway towards Wall Street.
“Very likely we shall,” responded our hero, absentmindedly.
“If he has heard of old Gunwagner’s arrest, you bet he won’t be there.”
“The papers contained nothing about the arrest, did they?”
“No, not as I seen.”
“Then the chances are that he is there.”
“So I think. But what will you do, Vermont, if he is?”