“No,” said Tom quietly, and with a faint smile. “You couldn’t get any cabs here.”
Sam turned back, and Tom followed his example, thinking the while about their adventure, and of what a terrible fire there might have been.
“What are you going to do with that wire?”
“Show it to uncle,” said Tom quietly, “and then burn it.”
“Bah! brass wire won’t burn.”
“Oh yes, it will,” said Tom confidently. “Burn all away.”
“How do you know?”
“Chemistry,” said Tom. “I’ve read so. You can burn iron and steel all away.”
“No wonder you couldn’t get on with the law,” said Sam, with a sneer. “Here, come on; I’m tired.”