This is the very man." "Have you any business here ?" asked the officer.
"Yes," said the man; "I've taken a steerage ticket to San Francisco.
Here it is." "All right.

Go in." He tore himself from Joe's grasp and went on board the steamer.

Our hero, provoked, was about to follow him, when the officer said: "Stand back! You have no ticket." "That man bought his ticket with my money." "That is nothing to me," said the officer.

"It may be so, or you may be mistaken." "I am not mistaken," said Joe.
"You can report it to the police--that is, if you think you can prove it.

Now, stand back!" Poor Joe! He had been worsted in the encounter with this arch-swindler.