Bang, clatter, crash!—the rear window of the storeroom was smashed out from inside. A man leaped into view. He must have been sleeping in the place, and the fire must have started between the storeroom and the schoolhouse door. He could not get past it, and had broken out that way.
The flames showed the man plainly. He was a stranger to Fairview, and had a green patch over one eye. As he jumped from the window he stumbled and fell to the ground. He was on his feet at once. Then he started to run away from the spot.
“Say, I know him!” cried Bob.
“Who is it?” asked Frank.
“One of the robbers!”
“You don’t say so!” spoke Sammy.
“Stop that man—stop that man!” yelled Bob at the top of his voice.
He and his friends ran after the fellow. The rascal’s way was blocked, and he was caught and held by two men who had heard Bob’s cries.
“Aha! who are you?” demanded one of the captors.