"Oh, please, come quick!" he cried, laying hold of the strong
hand as no criminal would have done. "They're burglaring the office
and stealing tracings. Come now at once!"
"How many?" asked, the policeman with alacrity, as he beckoned to a man
in plain clothes opposite.
"Two."
"All right, lead on, and if you're telling a true yarn we'll nab them.
If not--well, mind yourself."
But there was unclouded truth in Dick's bright eyes, and the man in
blue followed him confidently, his mate bringing up the rear.
Dick led them cautiously till they came close to the locomotive.
Then somebody trod on a piece of loose iron, and there was a slight
clinking noise. In affright Whatman darted round the office, to be
instantly taken possession of by the second man, while policeman X. ran
forward and caught the stranger, who was just emerging from the window
with a slim roll of papers in his hand.
"Well caught!" said the man in plain clothes, as he slipped the
handcuffs on.
"You young spoil-sport, so this is _your_ doings!" said Whatman
vindictively. "I'll have my revenge on you, see if I don't."
The stranger, who looked very pale and cowed, tried to offer a bribe,
but the policeman stopped him at once and warned them that anything
they said would be used against them at their trial.
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