"Found it," half whimpered Drew.
"Do you expect me to believe any such fairy tales as that?" insisted
Tom Reade.
"If you have tobacco and cigarette papers," Tom continued, "then some one gave the stuff to you. It was Dolph Gage, or one of his rascals, wasn't it?"
"Don't know him," replied the boy, with a shake of his head.
"Now, don't try to fool me, Drew," warned Tom, with a mild shake administered to the youngster's shoulders. "How much tobacco have you?"
"A whole package," admitted Alf reluctantly, feeling that it would be of no use to try to deceive his employer.
"And plenty of papers to go with it?"
"Ye-es."
"You got it from four men?"
"No; I didn't."