"At 47 one thousand will get 21 shares." Bob continued. "Par value is 100. They will try to run it in to that; if they do, we'll make more than $300."
"But if it goes backwards or down instead of up, we won't know what hit us," remarked Fred.
"That's true. But it's going up," said Bob, with a good deal of emphasis. "I have seen it done before, and know just how it works."
They walked up to Broadway and turned toward the City Hall. All the newsboys knew them, and, as a late edition of the afternoon papers had an account of the arrest of the forger, in which Fred's name was mentioned, some of the boys ran to him to ask him about it. The account said nothing about the money that had been given Fred, so he felt relieved. Of course he had to stop and tell them about it. While he was doing so a man came by and asked:
"Do any of you know a newsboy named Fred Halsey?"
"Yes, I do," replied Fred very promptly, ere any of the others could do so.
"Where can I find him?"
"Oh, he's around somewhere, He never stops long in one place," and he winked at the boys as he spoke.
They all understood at once that Fred did not wish them to give him away, and not one would have done so under any circumstances.
"I'd like to give one of you a dollar to find him and point him out to me."