You all may have noticed that Mr.Prescott limped a bit yesterday ?" "Yes; he _did_," confirmed Frank Thompson.
"And his hand was hurt, too---I know that," insisted Laura.

"For he escorted me to Miss Bond's, and then home.

When we got there, I asked my father, who is a doctor, to take Dick into the office.
Father said, afterwards, that Dick's right wrist was sprained, and his ankle wrenched a bit, too.

He said Dick would be doing well to have the full use of his wrist in a week.

Then the police came, when my father telephoned for them, and the police didn't want anything said for a while." "So you, a fourteen-year-old freshie, are going about at night trying to waylay footpads, are you ?" demanded Thompson, resting a friendly hand on Dick's shoulder.