No Steve was in sight! "I'll give him ten minutes," said Tom savagely.

"Then I'll go.

And--and I won't come back the next time!" And then, just as the clock announced the hour Steve appeared, a little flushed and breathless, but smiling broadly.
"Gee, you ought to have been with me, Tom!" he said excitedly.

"There was a peach of a fire just around in the next street! Seven engines and a hook-and-ladder and hundreds of hose-carts and one of those water-towers! And most of the engines were automobiles, Tom! It was corking!" "Maybe it was," replied Tom coldly.

"I'm going to Brimfield on the four-twelve.