14/61 'Merely a matter of form, but just bring that--Hey! Stop him! Stop him!' "For Parker, instead of comin' back, had turned and was leggin' it for the launch as fast as he could, and that was some. 'Stop, or--' "'Hold him, Jim!' screeched Parker, over his shoulder. One of the biggest men on the eleven--one of the three 'friends' who'd been so obligin' as to come down on purpose to play football--made a dive, caught the detective around the waist, and threw him flat. 'I've got him, all right.' "Ed--meanin' Parker--was goin' on, and goin' fast. All hands seemed to be frozen stiff, me and Jonadab and Peter T.included.As for me, I couldn't make head nor tail of the doin's; things was comin' too quick for MY understandin'. |