“I’m on my way to the station now,” returned the detective. “Would you like to come along?”
“Oh, yes, let’s!” cried Veve.
Mr. Gregg said they would walk to the station which was only three blocks away.
“We haven’t any time to waste,” he told the girls. “The nine-fifteen train will arrive in ten minutes.”
“Are you expecting someone?” Connie asked him.
“Well, no one in particular,” answered the detective. “I always meet all of the morning trains.”
“Why do you do that?” inquired Veve curiously. By this time she knew circus people almost never did anything without a special reason.
“It’s my job to keep watch for the slick-fingered lads,” explained the detective. “Whenever I recognize one, I tell him to get out of town right away.”
“Do you mean pickpockets?” questioned Veve, walking fast to keep up with the long-legged detective.
“Yes, they frequently ride in on the excursion trains.”