"I hope I shall never see Peggy again," answered the little boy, shuddering.
"If you ever do, there won't be any danger of her doing you any harm. Your grandfather will take care of that."
In his hurry to leave the city, Mark had been compelled to leave his bill at the hotel unpaid, but his valise was left behind as security. At the first opportunity he telegraphed to the land-lord, promising to remit the necessary money, and asking him to hold the valise till instructed where to send it by express.
We will now go back to Peggy and Lyman, who were impatiently maintaining their watch at the window of the shoe store.
When fifteen minutes had passed, and Jack and Mark did not appear, they became alarmed.
"Where are they?" muttered Peggy. "It's long enough they are stayin'."
"You are right, Peggy."
Just then a policeman tapped him on the shoulder. He had been watching them for some time and their conduct seemed to him suspicious.
"What are you doing here, my man?" he asked, suspiciously. "You had better move on."
"We are waiting for some one to come out," answered Lyman.