Len Snocks was leaving the vicinity, and now Nelson hastened after him. Soon he ranged up beside the big newsboy.
"Len, I want to ask you a question."
"Wot do you want now?" growled Len.
"Where did Billy Darnley go after he came off the ferry?"
At this question a crafty look came into Len Snocks' eyes.
"Find out fer yerself—I haint answerin' questions," he growled.
"Billy stole some of my money yesterday."
"Dat aint none o' my affair, is it?"
"I suppose not. But he gave some of it to you?"
"Didn't give me a cent."