Let's hurry and tell him." In another moment the two Grammar School boys were engaged in reciting what had happened to a uniformed member of the night police force of Gridley.
"There's no time to be lost," declared the policeman.

"For a matter as important as this I'll leave my beat and notify the station house." "Can we give you any further help ?" Dick asked.
"Not a bit, my lad, thank you, unless you see Fitsey again." As soon as the policeman had gone, Darrin asked rather seriously: "Dick, are you sure that it really was Fits, and no mistake ?" "Of course I am.

Why ?" "Oh, nothing, only it seems so strange to me that the fellow should really venture back into the one town where the police are really anxious to land him." "It was Mr.Fits that I saw," Prescott insisted.

"Besides, no one else would want to knock me down." "That's so," Dave admitted.

"Well, I hope that the police find the rascal." "It's a lot more likely that we, or some of our fellows, will do the finding," laughed Prescott.