CHAPTER VII.
THE FOOTBALL NOTICE GOES UP Mr.Pollock, usually a very calm man, wheeled upon young Dodge.
"My lad, when you find out what Prescott and Darrin have done in the way of rescuing your father, you'll feel wholly ashamed of yourself.

I don't believe either young man has given a second thought to the reward." People in a crowd take sides quickly.

Bert heard several muttered remarks from the bystanders that made him flush.

Then, choking and angry, he turned and darted for the house.
By this time Mr.Pollock, Dick and Dave were speeding for "The Blade" office.
Already a run had started on the Second National Bank.

A crowd filled the counting room and extended out onto the sidewalk.
Their depositors, largely small business men and people who ran private check accounts, were frightfully nervous about their money.
Up to noon the bank paid all demands, though the accounts were adjusted slowly, while the crowd grew in numbers outside.