Cook.
"Very often they get some simple-minded, ignorant fellow like Heinrich
and make a tool of him. Heinrich hasn't got brains enough to think of
anything himself."
"Are you going to turn him over to the police?" inquired Bob.
"I was just thinking of that," said Mr. Cook. "I certainly would hate
to do it."
"But he may do some damage."
"I know it and I think I know what I'll do. To-night I expect to be at
the factory practically all night; I'll keep Heinrich with me on one
pretext or another. He'll be right with me all the time so that he won't
be able to do any harm and besides I can watch his actions. I am still
hoping that he may prove to be loyal."
"I'm afraid he won't," said Bob.
"I'm afraid not too," agreed his father. "Still I won't let him out of
my sight and when morning comes we can decide what ought to be done
about Him."
"If it isn't too late."
"Let's hope not," exclaimed Mr. Cook earnestly.
"Hugh and I would like to help guard the factory to-night," said Bob.
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