"Ha! Ready, you are the most unlucky lad I know," cried Judson, coming to the door, "we've got you just where we want you this time. There are no chimneys here. Bring him inside."
"Not much! Help!" Jack began to shout, but Jarrow clapped a hand over his mouth.
"Help us run him in here," he ordered the Italian, "I'll pay you for it."
"Whatsa da mat'?" asked the Italian suspiciously. "He no lika you."
"No wonder. He robbed us once. I guess he was here to do it again. We want to settle accounts with him."
"Oh-ho, datsa eet ees it?" said the Italian. "All righta, I no make da troub'."
He gave Jack a forward shove into the room of the wireless boy's enemies.