"Don't make a fool of yourself. It would be nice for an old fakir like that man to know you thought he'd steal your money."
"I don't care what he knows, so long as I get my fifteen dollars back."
Teddy, trembling with apprehension and excitement, went into the baggage-room and asked there if a green-covered package had been taken in by any of the attendants.
No one had seen such an article, and all were positive there was nothing of the kind remaining in their charge.
Then he asked if a bundle of canes had been left there, and to this question there was a most decided negative.
"The hangers-on at the fairs haven't begun to come yet," the baggage-master said, "and when they do come, we sha'n't have any of their stuff to handle, for it will all be transferred across the platform without being brought in here. What is the matter? Anything gone wrong?"
The lump which had been rising in Teddy's throat was now so large that it was with difficulty he could say:
"A man has run off with fifteen dollars of mine, an' Uncle Nathan will jest about kill me!"