He was crouched down in a seat, as if in deep thought." "I'll interview him," said Dave, and left the car, followed by Phil, Roger, and his uncle.
"Don't quarrel on the train," cautioned Dunston Porter.

"But insist upon it that Nat return your belongings." Roger readily led the way to where the son of the Crumville money-lender sat, crouched down, and with his eyes partly closed.

When touched on the shoulder Nat sat up, and a look of fright came into his face.
"Why--er--why----" he stammered and was unable to proceed.
"Didn't expect to see me quite so soon, did you ?" returned Dave, pleasantly, and dropped into the seat beside him.

"Nat, if it's all the same to you, I'll take my watch, my stickpin, and my money," he added, coldly.
"Your what ?" exclaimed Nat.

Then he stared blankly at Dave.