“All right,” he said, “I’ll leave you to doctor up your indiscreet friend, who, I reckon, will come round all right in a few minutes.” He passed on, and they took care to give him room.
“Jinks!” breathed Piper, as Barker stirred slightly and uttered a faint sound which caused Springer to kneel hastily beside him. “I told you that feller was a perfect fiend to fight. I knew, for didn’t I see him handle Lander!”
CHAPTER XXIX.
THE INCRIMINATING LETTER.
At the next street corner Rod hesitated a moment; then, instead of continuing toward his aunt’s house, he turned his steps in the opposite direction and soon arrived at the home of Spotty Davis. He saw and talked with Mr. Davis, who was over from the lower mill for the midday meal.
“My boy?” said Davis. “Oh, he’s gone to Belford.”
“Gone?” exclaimed Rod, surprised.
“Yes,” nodded the man; “I let him have the fare, and he took the mornin’ train.”
“When will he come back?”