"But there was Humpy. How did the boy get away without his seeing him?"
"Humpy"s gone too."
"You don"t say!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Martin.
"Yes, I do."
"What you goin" to do about it?" inquired Martin, hopelessly.
"I"ll half kill either of the little rascals when I get hold of them,"
said Smith, spitefully.
"I"d give something out of my own pocket to get that undootiful son of mine back," chimed in Martin.
"I"ll say this for him," said Smith, "he"s a good sight smarter than his father."
"I always was unlucky," grumbled Martin. "I aint been treated right."
"If you had been you"d be at Sing Sing," returned Smith, amiably.
"Smith," said Martin, with drunken dignity, for he was somewhat under the influence of a liberal morning dram, "you"d ought to respect the feelin"s of a gentleman."
"Where"s the gentleman? I don"t see him," responded Smith, in a sarcastic tone. "If you aint too much of a gentleman to do your share of the work, just draw out the table and put the cloth on."
This Martin, who was hungry, did with equal alacrity and awkwardness, showing the latter by over-turning a pile of plates, which fell with a fatal crash upon the floor.
"Just like your awkwardness, you drunken brute!" exclaimed Smith, provoked.
Martin did not reply, but looked ruefully at the heap of broken crockery, which he attributed, like his other misfortunes, to the ill-treatment of the world, and meekly got upon his knees and gathered up the pieces.
At length dinner was ready. Martin, in spite of an ungrateful world, ate with an appet.i.te truly surprising, so that his companion felt called upon to remonstrate.
"I hope you"ll leave a little for me. It"s just possible that I might like to eat a little something myself."
"I didn"t eat much breakfast," said Martin, apologetically.
"You"d better lunch outside next time," said his employer. "It will give you a good chance to change money."
"I"ve tried it at several places," said Martin; "I could do it better if you"d give me some smaller bills. They don"t like to change fives and tens."
After dinner was despatched, and the table pushed back, Smith unfolded his plans to Martin. He suggested that it might be a little unsafe to remain at their present quarters for a week or fortnight to come, and counselled Martin to go to Boston, while he would go to Philadelphia.
"That"s the way we"ll dodge them," he concluded.
"Just as you say," said Martin. "When do you want me back?"
"I will write you from Philadelphia. You can call at the post-office for a letter in a few days."
"When had I better sell the bond?"
"That reminds me," said Smith. "I will take the box with me."
He went and unlocked the drawer in which the box had been secreted. To his dismay he discovered that it was gone.
"Have you taken the tin box?" he demanded, turning upon Martin with sudden suspicion.
"Isn"t it there?" gasped Martin.
"No, it isn"t," said Smith, sternly. "Do you know anything about it?"
"I wish I may be killed if I do!" a.s.serted Martin.
"Then what can have become of it?"
"It"s my undootiful boy that took it,--I"m sure it is," exclaimed Martin, with sudden conviction.
"He had no key."
"Humpy got him one, then."
Just then Smith espied on the floor some sc.r.a.ps of wax. They told the story.
"You"re right," he said, with an oath. "We"ve been taken in worse than I thought. The best thing we can do is to get away as soon as possible."
They made a few hurried preparations, and left the house in company. But they were too late. A couple of officers, who were waiting outside, stepped up to them, as they set foot on the sidewalk, and said, quietly, "You must come with us."
"What for?" demanded Smith, inclined to show fight.
"You"d better come quietly. You are charged with stealing a box containing valuables."
"That"s the man that did it," said Smith, pointing to Martin. "He"s the one you want."
"He put me up to it, and shared the money," retorted Martin.
"You"re both wanted," said the officer. "You"ll have a chance to tell your story hereafter."
As this winds up the connection of these two worthies with our story, it may be added here that they were found guilty, not only of the robbery, but of manufacturing and disseminating counterfeit money, and were sentenced to Sing Sing for a term of years. The bonds were found upon them, and restored to Mr. Vanderpool.
Thus the world persists in its ill-treatment of our friend, James Martin. Still I cannot help thinking that, if he had been a sober and industrious man, he would have had much less occasion to complain.
CHAPTER XXVI.
CONCLUSION.
In the course of an hour Humpy was provided with a new suit, which considerably improved his appearance. Rufus accompanied him to the Erie Railway Station, where he purchased for him a through ticket to Chicago, and saw him enter the cars.