"All I'm thinking of is good, honest old John Scammon." "It'd break me old man's heart---sure it would," put in Tip, cunningly.
At the first cry from Belle and Laura Bentley, however Mrs.Meade, who was also in the secret, had hurried down into Clark Street.
Just as it happened she had espied a policeman less than a block away.

That officer, posted by Mrs.Meade, now came hurrying down the alleyway.
"Oho! Tip, is it ?" demanded the policeman.

"Let him up, Darrin.
I can handle him.

Now, then, what's the row about ?" Thereupon Dick and his chums had to tell the story.

There was no way out of it.