Putting on her things, the little girl hastily and gladly obeyed.
As they passed through the saloon, Donovan's execrations and shouts were heard proceeding from the cellar.
"What's that, Dan?" asked Althea, trembling.
"Never you mind, Althea," said Dan. "I'll tell you later."
The two children hurried to the nearest horse-car, which luckily came up at the moment, and jumped on board.
Dan looked back with a smile at the saloon, saying to himself:
"I rather think, Mr. Donovan, you've found your match this time. I hope you'll enjoy the cellar as much as I did."
In about an hour and a half Dan, holding Althea by the hand, triumphantly led her into his mother's presence.
"I've brought her back, mother," he said.