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"I can't talk with my mouth and nose all stopped up!" returned the boy. "What did you want to go and do that for?" "What are you prowling about in the night for?" repeated the other. Sandy thought he recognized the voice as that of Katz, the plain-clothes policeman who had lied on the previous evening regarding his residence and his calling.
"I'm not going to submit to being held up by four boys who ought to be spanked and put to bed instead of being permitted to roam about the mountains robbing unwary travellers." Tommy was about to make an angry reply, but Will motioned for him to remain silent. No more was said until the two men came up with their heavily-loaded burros. Katz was first to address the newcomers.
But perhaps we'd better get rid of these imitation fly-cops," he added, nodding his head toward the two Chicago detectives. "We don't want them hanging around the camp while we are making our plans." Katz and Cullen saw that they were being regarded with suspicion and at once came forward to where the boys stood.
He had proceeded but a short distance when the face of Katz peered out at him from one of the minor caves. Cullen, the fellow's associate stood not far away with his cruel mouth stretched into a sardonic grin. "Where are you going, boy?" Katz asked. Tommy hesitated a moment and a twinkle of humor came into his eyes as he answered the gruff question of the detective.
"When you talk in that tone of voice," returned Katz humbly, "I come on the run. Give your orders, Clancy and count on me to help carry 'em out." "Where does Hogan keep the dinghy that carries him between the Sylvia and the shore?" asked the motor wizard. "I can show you.
"Do you think this Wagner person is here?" asked Seth. "I haven't a doubt of it," was the angry reply. "Then, like a good little boy, you chase out and find him." "I'll find him quick enough," retorted Katz, advancing toward the spot where Wagner lay. "I'll find him too quick to please most of you fellows! Perhaps you can tell me who this man is."
"Don't think, Ruby, when the day comes what I can give up this white-elephant house that it won't be a happy one for me. Every night when I hear from up-stairs how Mrs. Katz and all of them hollers down 'towels' and 'ice-water' to me like I I was their slave, don't think, baby, I won't be happiest woman in this world the day what I can slam the door, bang, right on the words."
"What else could I do?" The boys suspected that Katz had returned to the vicinity of the camp in time to hear the officer explain exactly what was going on. They were satisfied that he had not pursued the horsemen at all after they had passed him, but decided not to enter into any argument with him. "Well," Will said in a moment. "If you'll all go to bed now, I'll sit up until morning.
"We can tell to a certainty by goin' down to the floats and seein' if the Sylvia's dinghy is tied up at the pier." "If the dinghy isn't there," spoke up Burton, "it wouldn't prove that the Sylvia wasn't still in the harbor. She may be at anchor, Katz, with no one ashore." "Right-o," answered Katz.
Honest, ma, if you carry that ice-water up to Katz to-night on the sly, with that big son of hers to come down and get it, I I'll go right up and tell her what I think of her if she leaves to-morrow." "Mr. Vetsburg, you you mustn't listen to her." "Can't take a day off for a rest at Atlantic City, because their old Easter dinner might go down the wrong side.
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