There was no mistaking the name, nor the voice which uttered it; and the boy from Berry’s Corner made all haste to reach the street, for the call was so imperative that he felt positive some accident had befallen one of his friends.
CHAPTER XIII.
THE FEAST.
When Josiah and Sadie emerged from the building, one of the attachés of the museum had just succeeded in driving Tom and Bob from the entrance, to the street, and was standing on the sidewalk, shaking his fist at them in a menacing manner.
“I’ll break every bone in your body if you come near this place agin!” the man cried angrily; and Bob, dancing to and fro in front of him like a marionette, the wires of which have been unskilfully pulled, replied derisively:—
“Why don’t you come here an’ see what you can do? We’ve been inter your old show, an’ paid our money for it like little men. Now there’s a chum of ours inside, an’ we’re goin’ to get him out if it breaks the whole thing up.”
“I’ll have a policeman here before you can wink.”
“Go ahead an’ try it! How do we know but you’ve got the feller shut up in a cage, an’ are goin’ to pass him off for a wild man?”
“I wish I had you there for about a minute and a half!” and the man made another unsuccessful effort to catch his tormentor.
“I’m all right!” Josiah cried, as he ran out on the sidewalk, fearing lest his hosts might get into serious trouble on his account.
Just at that moment Bob failed to hear or see him, because he was busily engaged trying to keep away from the angry man; and the result was that in another instant Sadie and Josiah took part in what might have been a case for the police, but for the fact that Tom chanced to recognize them.