“I want you to come with me.”
“Well, I like your impudence!” exclaimed the man. “Who are you? And why should I go with you?”
“I would have explained privately if you had taken my hint,” said the officer suggestively. “I am a detective, and I place you under arrest for the robbery of the house of Dr. Maxwell, and the store of Hank Lee.”
Galt jumped to his feet. Before he could make a move the detective had snapped a pair of handcuffs on his wrists.
“Now, I want you also,” he added, turning to the shabbily dressed man.
“Wan’ me? Wha’ fer?” was the stupid inquiry.
“As the accomplice in these robberies,” and the partly intoxicated man was also handcuffed.
As might be expected the arrest created intense excitement. Men crowded around the detective and his prisoners, but Mr. Harrison who had been watching through the glass door, entered quickly and took charge of the semi-intoxicated person, while Mr. Roscoe managed Galt.
Then Dan, who heard the commotion, and saw that no escape was being attempted, went in. At Mr. Roscoe’s suggestion the boy telephoned to the police of Denville, a couple of officers arrived, and the two prisoners were soon in the town lock-up.
“We will take them to Hayden in the morning,” said the detective. “Well, I’m glad this job is over.”