"A job?"
"Yes, I am working in the same place where father has a position."
"Then you are not going to school again?"
"Not for the present." Jack lowered his voice. "You see, father isn't earning any too much, so I—well, I thought I'd help the family along."
The two friends sat down in the parlor and our hero told his tale, and then Jack related some of his own experiences.
"My father is in hopes that he can get at Mr. Bangs before long," said Jack. "The trouble is, some papers are missing. He had them in a desk at the works, but when he came away he couldn't find them."
"Perhaps Mr. Bangs got them."
"It is possible, but father can't prove it."
"Have you seen or heard anything of Bob Bangs lately?"
"He is along the Hudson somewhere—on a vacation with his mother."