“I’m from the Leader,” announced Larry boldly as he had heard Mr. Newton tell the policeman that day at the fire. “A thief has just been arrested down the street. The officers are bringing him here, and I want to get the story.”
“Pretty young to be a police reporter, aren’t you?” asked the sergeant with a smile.
“Oh, I’m not a regular reporter yet,” said Larry, not wishing to sail under false colors. “I’m just learning.”
“I knew it,” replied the sergeant with a smile, for he was acquainted with most of the Leader’s police reporters. “But make yourself at home, and get all the story you want.”
Then came a confusion of sound as the throng approached the outer doors of the station house.
CHAPTER X
LARRY MEETS HIS ENEMY
Into the main room of the police station came the two officers, their prisoner, the woman, and the Italian. Some of the crowd tried to follow, wild with excitement, but the doorman closed the heavy portal in their faces and several policemen on reserve duty came from the assembly room to aid in preserving order.
“Now then,” said the sergeant briskly.
The officers lined their man up in front of the brass railing and the sergeant behind the desk began asking the prisoner’s name.