"Were there more than one of them?" asked Bob.
"We don't know for sure," replied Riley. "One o' the men told me he saw
two of them running away, but he may have been mistaken."
"Well, Hugh and I caught one of them," said Bob.
"You did!" almost shrieked Sergeant Riley, bouncing out of his chair.
"Where is he then?"
"We don't know."
"What do yez mean?"
"He got away from us, and we lost him in the crowd."
"Oh, my boy, my boy," wailed Riley, nearly in tears. "Why did yez ever
let such a thing happen to you? That was our chance to put a crimp in the
whole gang, and now I suppose they'll be after blowing things up worse
than ever."
"But we didn't do it on purpose," protested Bob meekly.
"I know yez didn't," said the sergeant. "If I had only been there! I can
tell yez that if ever I get my hands on one of them fellers he'll never
get away."
"It's too bad," exclaimed Mr. Cook. "Still I don't think the damage they
did here will seriously interfere with our work for the Government.
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