On his way home he met Mr. Nugent.
"Good morning, Gerald," said the old gentleman, in a friendly tone. "Have you had any more exciting experiences?"
"Yes, sir. Last night our house was entered by a burglar."
"Indeed! That is something new for Portville. Did he take anything?"
"No; he was taken himself."
"Surely you were not a match for him?"
"No, sir; but Mr. Crane captured him, and he is now in the lock-up."
"Ah, yes; our good friend the blacksmith. He is a muscular man."
"He is going home happy with the check that you gave him."
"I was glad to be of service to him, as he in all probability saved my life. But I have not done anything for you. You must apply to me whenever you need assistance. Do you go into Mr. Tubbs's store on Monday?"