"He's short and broad, and one of his shoulders is higher than the other," Jimmie replied.
"Don't attract his attention," Ned warned. "He sat there when we came in, and does not seem to notice us."
"You goin' to geezle him?" asked Jimmie.
"If he were in Manila I certainly should," was the answer, "but it would never answer here. Look!" the lad added. "He seems to be having trouble with one of the waiters."
"He's gone broke, I guess," Jimmie said, "an' there's a kick on his bill."
"An American friend would look pretty good to him now," Ned said thoughtfully.
There was in the mind of the boy a thought that circumstances were favoring him. If he could only befriend the man!
"You don't suppose the fellow he came here with left him in the lurch, do you?" asked Jimmie, something like Ned's thought coming to him. "If he did, why—"
"That's what I've been thinking," Ned replied, "Anyway, I'm going over there and have a talk with him."
"Before you blow yourself on him," laughed Jimmie, "look at the ball of his right thumb an' see if there's a scar there!"