“A renegade, you mean,” growled Jim.
CHAPTER V
LUCKY JOE
Westland saw the party coming, and with a scowl turned his back upon them.
Altman, however, greeted Joe with a smile and, excusing himself to Westland, went over to meet him with extended hand.
“How are you, old scout?” he exclaimed. “You sure batted .300 last night.”
Joe greeted him cordially, while Jim and Clara strolled on toward the end of the platform. It was astonishing what good company those two were to each other, and how well they bore the absence of anybody else from their conversation.
“I’m feeling fine as silk,” was Joe’s response to Altman’s question.