"The feller that was on the wharf? I see him."
"I want to follow him."
"Nobody's hinderin' yer."
"But he knows me, and if he sees me following him, he will know what I am after. Don't you see?"
"I'm fly. Yer want me ter do the trick. Good! Yer know me? I'm Lynx-eyed Bill, the terror of the force. Git onter my lynx eye."
Whether he had a lynx eye or not, he certainly was a very shrewd little scamp, for he left Andy's side and hurried nearer to the man and child; and so, followed by Andy at a considerable distance, he kept after them.
The mother of the child and some sympathizing friends were with them, and there was no difficulty in keeping them in sight as long as they remained together.
Mr. Roberts went with them, however, only to the cars, where he left them, evidently with many apologies for the trouble he had been the cause of putting them all to, for Pete, and even Andy, from his distance, could see him bowing many times over.
As soon as the car took them away, he looked all around with seeming carelessness, though it was plain to the boys that he was scrutinizing everybody anxiously.
Andy jumped out of sight at once, and when he peered around his corner again the advantage of having Pete help him was evident.