"Have you seen anything of a bulldog?" asked Dick.
"Naw."
"That sounds like my dog barking."
"Aw, that's me own pup. He's allers barking."
Something in the man's manner made Dick suspicious.
"Would you mind letting me see him?" he asked, quietly. "Perhaps my dog got in there by—er—mistake."
"Naw, he ain't there. An' dis is private property—see? You'd better vamoose!"
"I think I'll take a look just the same," insisted Dick. He glanced about and saw that Paul and Innis were coming into the alley. "Reinforcements," thought Dick.
"Did you locate him?" called Paul.
"I think so."