Part 22 (2/2)
'Tain't a quarter so much that we've been waitin', and you know it.”
”Seems like 'twas a half a day to me, any way,” protested Tom, with his hand again moving towards the seat of his digestion.
”The trouble is with Tom Flannery that he is always starvin'. I never see such a hungry boy,” explained the young detective.
”I can't help it,” answered Tom; ”I like to eat.”
Bob explained to Herbert that they had been waiting for him to join them for breakfast.
”I am sorry,” said young Randolph, ”but I ate my breakfast on the way down.”
Tom Flannery was disheartened.
”Never mind, Tom,” said Bob; ”we will have the breakfast some other mornin'--you and me and Vermont.”
When it was time for Mr. Goldwin to get down to business, our hero and the young detective started for the banking house.
A surprise awaited Felix Mortimer.
CHAPTER XIX.
THE RIVALS AT THE BANK.
”Do you s'pose we will find that Mortimer feller at the bank?” asked Bob, as he and young Randolph pa.s.sed down Broadway towards Wall Street.
”Very likely we shall,” responded our hero, absentmindedly.
”If he has heard of old Gunwagner's arrest, you bet he won't be there.”
”The papers contained nothing about the arrest, did they?”
”No, not as I seen.”
”Then the chances are that he is there.”
”So I think. But what will you do, Vermont, if he is?”
”I don't know yet.”
”You won't lick him, will you?”
”Oh, no, that wouldn't be a wise policy to pursue.”
”But he deserves it.”
”So he does, but I can't afford to lower myself by fighting.”
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