"I reckon so. Let me have some money, an' I'll snoop 'round City Hall, or down to Fulton Ferry. Some of the fellers will know of an outfit for sale."
Teddy handed him a dollar as he asked:
"Who'll tend to the lawyer this mornin'?"
"I guess you'd better, 'cause I mightn't get my box in time, an' to-morrow I'll start in reg'lar. Where'll I see you this noon?"
"Come down to the ferry."
"I'll be there, sure."
With this promise the two parted, and Teddy, quite as cautious regarding the possibility of meeting Skip as ever, went after his morning's stock of papers.
Half an hour later he was busily at work when Teenie Massey came running towards him, evidently in the highest state of excitement.
"Say, Carrots got home last night!"
"Well, don't you s'pose I know it?"