"Oh, you saw the burglars, did you? By the way, you are the newspaper boy that was with Frank at the Catherine Market this morning?"
"Yes."
"What's your name?"
"Jerry Buck."
"How did you come to see these fellows?"
"Why, I was coming down Rector street on my way here just as they were comin' out of the bank."
"Did they see you?"
"Not much," replied the boy, laughing and showing his teeth. "I'm too fly for that, mister. I hid in the shadow of the wall, and give them the bat call. Gosh! you orter seen them run! There was three of 'em—one had a big bag, another a carpet sack. It was the big feller wot dropped that box."
"What do you mean by the 'bat call?'"
"I didn't mean to say nothin' 'bout that," answered Jerry, hesitatingly, seeing that the Bats were regarding him with no pleasant eyes.