Reaching the sidewalk, he waved derisively at the referee. Then, with a scornful laugh, he turned and darted down an alleyway between two shadowy buildings.
CHAPTER 4
High Water
As Mr. Hatfield and the Cubs watched, Guy Wentworth leaped from the stalled car.
“Come back here, Jack!” he shouted after the fleeing boy.
The lad, however, had disappeared.
Mr. Wentworth splashed through the high water to the curb. Realizing that he could not hope to overtake the agile boy, he entered a drugstore, evidently to telephone police.
Upon his return a few minutes later, he paused beside the Hatfield car to talk to the Cub Scout leader.
“What happened?” Mr. Hatfield asked him.
“Oh, Jack Phillips, one of the boys from the Child Study Institute, eluded me. I’ve notified the police. They may pick him up later tonight, but I doubt it. Jack is as slippery as an eel.”
“You were taking him to a boys’ industrial school?” Mr. Hatfield inquired.