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a prisoner in the hands of one who but a few hours before had begged of him for mercy. While waiting for the return of Bob with the officer, Herbert asked Gunwagner if the money he had made in crooked and unlawful ways had brought him happiness. He made no audible reply, but sat with his head bent low. An answer, however, was conveyed to our young hero by a silent tear that made its way slowly down the wrinkled and aged face of the old man, whose life had been worse than wasted, for it had been an evil one. CHAPTER XVIII. TOM FLANNERY IS HUNGRY. It was past midnight when Herbert Randolph and Bob Hunter reached their room. The old fence had meanwhile been taken to the station house by an officer. Both boys were sleepy and well nigh exhausted, so they immediately sought rest. Bob, however, was up at his usual hour in the morning, and off to look after his paper trade. Business proved good with him on this occasion--unusually good--so that his profits amounted to quite a nice little sum. He therefore planned to give Herbert a good warm breakfast, something better than it had been their custom to eat. Presently Tom Flannery appeared. "You here, Bob?" said the latter, with surprise. "I thought you was done for, sure." "What made you think that, Tom?" "Why, because you didn't show up." "You didn't wait for me, did you?" "Didn't I? Well, I should think I did, till near twelve o'clock, too, when I was so near froze I couldn't stay no longer; and Bob, I thought it was all up with you." "Why, Tom, you hadn't oughter staid. I told you to go home after you lit the fire." "I know you did, Bob, but I didn't feel like goin' home and leavin' you alone in that den. You see I thought you might need me." "Tom, you've got more sand than I thought you had. I wish I coulder fixed it so you coulder been on the inside too." "I wish you could, Bob. Was it excitin'?" "Excitin'! Well, wasn't it, though! I never saw anything like it. But I say, Tom, that was a great go. You done it splendid." "What's that, Bob?" "Why, the fire act. I don't believe nobody could beat that." Tom enjoyed this praise hugely. "I wouldn't like to a' been in your place, Bob," said he, "when you was in that dark room, nor when old Gunwagner and that other feller was huntin' for you." "No, I thought you wouldn't, Tom, and I didn't want to be there neither." "'Twas a big detective job, wasn't it, Bob?" "Well, '
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