"I remember now." Before anything more could be said the two men arose and approached the table where the boys sat.

Railing at the adverse fate which had brought him in contact with this man after a successful flight from the New York police, Fremont arose and darted toward the door.

He gained the doorway before the other could seize him, and there turned to look back.
Shaw had not been so fortunate in escaping the grasp of the Mexican, for such he appeared to be.

When Fremont looked back the fellow was trying his best to throw the boy to the floor, while his companion stood by with clenched fists.

The boy was about to turn back to the assistance of him chum when he saw with joy that this would not be necessary..