"Since I am more than satisfied, there's no chance of being disappointed," Teddy replied, and at that moment the head of a stranger appeared between the flaps of canvas.
"Is there a boy named Teddy here?" the newcomer asked.
"Well, what do you want of him?" and Mr. Sweet sprang to his feet as if anticipating trouble.
"Nothing more than what Hazelton wanted me to say," was the reply, as the stranger entered, evidently thinking his search was at an end.
"And what is that?" the proprietor of the museum asked, motioning Teddy to remain silent.
"There's no need of all this secrecy with me, for I'm Hazelton's partner in everything except the give-away game," the stranger said, with a laugh. "It appears a man has been arrested by a party whom this boy Teddy knows, and I'm to say that he is to come to jail very early to-morrow morning."
Even now Mr. Sweet's suspicions were not allayed, and he asked, cautiously:
"Could you tell me what he's wanted for?"
"Lawyer Harvey will be there, and is going to talk with him where Hazelton can hear what is said."
"Is that all?"