"I do not think there is any mistake, sir. I know a bad boy or a bad man when I see him. These boys are the limit. Why, sir, I hear they made an attack on Kalinski on the street last night, beating him nearly to death."
Mr. Keating looked grave.
"Lies!" muttered Ignatz.
"Young man, do you know where Rush and Jarvis are?"
Ignatz nodded.
"Boys go work in Stevens' mills by Monday," volunteered the Pole.
"Can you fetch them here at once?"
"Yes."
"Then do so. You need not say what I want of them. Simply that they are wanted at the office of the superintendent immediately."
Ignatz was out of the office on the run. He burst into the house, waving his arms.