toward the drug-store, and saw an ambulance dash up to
convey the injured man to the hospital.

"Glad you're all right!" turning again to the baseball-captain. "These
things are cranky at times. I've had some experience with one."

A policeman pushed forward to take possession of the automobile until
the company could send another motorman.

The ambulance dashed away, and Browning, Diamond, and Rattleton came
across the street hurriedly from the apothecary's. Bink and Danny, Gamp
and Dismal--other friends of his--were already crowding round Merriwell.
Back of them was a pushing, excited throng.

"Which way did that carriage go?" Kirk demanded.

"Which carriage?"

"The one that was just ahead of us. I was chasing it in the automobile?"

"With a driver in a green livery and a bay horse?" asked the newsboy,
who had pushed into the inner circle.

"Yes. Which way did it go?"

"Turned de first corner."

"Let's get a cab!" said Kirk. "Come, I want you to go with me!"

He caught Merriwell by the arm. A cab had drawn up near the curbing, and
toward this they moved, Merriwell reserving his questions until later.

Dunstan hurriedly gave instructions to the driver, and climbed in after
Merriwell.

"Now, what does this mean?" Frank demanded, as the cab started with a
lurch. "What sort of a wild-goose chase are you on?"

"What made that auto-carriage do that way?"

"There was something the matter with it, I suppose."

"It struck me that the motorman may have been in the pay of the fellow I
was chasing."

He lowered his voice, even though the rattling of hoofs and wheels and
the noises of the street rendered it wholly improbable that the driver
or any one else could hear what was spoken inside.

"Frankly, Merriwell, the chap I was chasing looked like Morton Agnew! I
was in Mason & Fettig's, five or six blocks above, when some one came
into the other room and passed a counterfeit ten-dollar bill on the
proprietor. He discovered it while the fellow was going through the
door, and gave a call. I ran to the door and saw the rascal--not well,
you know, but a side glance--not much more than a flash--and I thought
he was Agnew. Of course, I couldn't swear to it. I may have been
mistaken. But to satisfy myself, I jumped into that automobile and gave
chase. He saw I was pursuing him and he sprang into a cab. I was
determined to overhaul the scamp and satisfy myself on that one point.
Perhaps I ought not to mention the na