It was some time before Carrots showed the slightest disposition to venture forth for the purpose of wreaking vengeance.
Then it could have been observed that he was not nearly so eager as when he first came home.
Twice he leaped to his feet as if to propose that they start, and twice he sat down again.
One would almost have fancied he was waiting for Teddy to make the suggestion; but the latter remained silent.
Then it seemed as if it were absolutely necessary he should do something, and he said with an evident effort:
"Now, if you're ready, I reckon we'd better go."
"All right," Teddy replied, cheerily, as he led the way from the packing-cases to the street.
Carrots followed at a leisurely pace, and, as the two walked toward Grand Street by way of the Bowery, one would have said it was Teddy who had insisted on the expedition.
The nearer they approached the place where it was supposed Master Jellison would be found, the slower did Carrots walk, and finally, when they were yet more than a block away, he came to a standstill.
"What is it?" Teddy asked, knowing full well the cause of the halt.