It's just a little near-sighted, kind of.
Anyway I started through it and I knew if my quarry (that means the fellow you're tracking) went down there, he most likely went into one of the tenement houses and I'd see that footprint as soon as he turned off from the sidewalk.
Well, pretty soon I did see it right alongside the sidewalk just where he started to go into one of the houses.

And oh, wasn't I tickled! If it hadn't been for Westy Martin and the way he'd acted I would have felt as grand as the Grand Central Station.

But that was the thing I was thinking most about and when you're thinking about something like that, you don't have as much fun--I know I don't anyway.
But as long as I was there, I might as well find out who it was I had tracked and solve the mystery about the Indian head.

That's the way Pee-wee would have said it, "Solve the mystery!" He gets that kind of talk out of books.

The next-chapter is going to be a dandy and I promised to let him give it a name, so don't blame me whatever it is.
So long..