"But wait, that's all.

My father would be a free man if it wasn't for you.
Wait, and see what I do!" And so speaking he caught up his dress-suit case, swung around on his heel, and left the hotel before anybody could stop him.
"He's the same old Baxter," said Tom, with a long sigh.

"Always going to square up." "I think he is more vindictive than he used to be," observed Sam.
"When Dick spoke about his father being in prison he looked as if he would like to strangle the lot of us." "Well, I admit it would be rough on any ordinary boy to mention the fact that his father was in prison," said Dick.

"But we all know, and Dan Baxter himself knows, that one is about as wicked as the other.

The only thing that makes Arnold Baxter's case worse is that he is old enough to know better." "So is Dan old enough to know better," was Tom's comment.
"I believe he was coming here to get accommodations," said Dick.
"If he was, that would tend to prove that he had just arrived in San Francisco, Dick." "True.