CHAPTER X
ROY GAINS A FRIEND
"Come neah gettin' left, sah!" exclaimed the colored porter of Roy's car, as our hero, followed by Mortimer De Royster, entered the coach. "Dat were a close call, sah."
"Yes, but I wish I had had a chance to round-up those swindlers. I'd shown them how we handle such chaps out on the ranch!" exclaimed Roy.
"Swindlers? Was dem nicely dressed gen'men swindlers?" inquired the porter.
"Swindlers, upon my word, they are the very worst kind," put in De Royster. "The idea of tricking me into letting them see my watch, and then keeping it, don't you know! I shall report them to the authorities."
"I'm afraid it will not do much good," remarked Roy. "They are far enough away by now, and we're getting farther off from them every minute."
"That's so. Well, then, my watch and diamond pin are gone," and the dude seemed to accept the loss quite calmly.
"Excuse me, sah," broke in the colored man, addressing De Royster, "but has youh a ticket for dis parlor car?"