You know he threatened to have him arrested
that time Bob managed to escape him. I wonder if I can't get to a
'phone booth without being seen and telephone to Bob or Mr. Derby."
Louise rather impatiently pushed her sister aside that she might
take a peep at the unconscious Mr. Peabody. As she put her eye to the
crack between the curtains she uttered a little shriek that she tried
to stifle with her hand.
"Betty!" she cried so shrilly that those in the lobby must have
heard her if the harsh call of a siren outside had not sounded
opportunely. "Betty, here comes Bob!"
Sure enough, in through the revolving door, neatly dressed and
looking every inch the intelligent young junior clerk, came Bob
Henderson, his eyes glued to a letter he had taken from his pocket.
Betty would have given even her hope of a letter from Oklahoma to
have been able to call a warning. Instead, she had to stand
helplessly by and watch the lad walk directly to the desk, where he
put a question to the clerk. Instantly Joseph Peabody whirled and had
the boy by the collar.
"Got you at last, you young imp!" he chortled gleefully. "This time
I don't calculate to let go of you till I land you where you're going
--behind the bars.
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