“I don’t know.”
“You don’t want to tell me.”
“No, I don’t. I don’t care about receiving a visit from you.”
“I’ll hunt you up, and pay off old debts. I shouldn’t be in this scrape but for you,” said Sanders, vindictively.
He relapsed into a moody silence, and said nothing more while in the car. At the next station, which was an important place, two officers were summoned, who took him into custody. But he managed to elude their vigilance some hours later and escaped to New York.{33}
CHAPTER V.
JULIUS IS REWARDED.
After the pickpocket had been removed from the car, his intended victim turned in his seat, and addressed Julius.
“Come and sit by me,” he said; “I want to speak with you.”
Julius readily accepted the invitation.
“My boy,” said the stout gentleman, “you have done me a great service.”