"When did you come in?"
"Right after you."
"Humph! Have you been watching me?"
"Yes."
"You might be in a better business," sneered the rich boy.
"I don't think so. You need watching. You and your father want to cheat the steamboat company by pretending that you were hurt in that collision, and here you are as well and hearty as ever," added Randy in a loud voice, so that those nearby might hear.
"I ain't well—I'm sick."
"You said that before—but nobody will believe it."
"You're well enough to go to a ball game and yell and smoke cigarettes, anyway," put in the merchant sitting next to Randy.
A good play brought forth a cheer from the crowd which drowned out further talk. In the midst of the temporary excitement Bob Bangs sneaked from the stand and from the ball grounds.