back also, his diagonals bringing him continu-
ally nearer as Peewee darted back and forth, until they forced the boy to the edge of the lake. There the man seized him.
"You H. Seabury?" he demanded.
Peewee did not reply. He decided that what had happened to him was that he had been retaken by the Juvenile Court. So he stiffened with surprise, as the man led him across the drive toward Beman's and rang the bell.
The servant who admitted them led the way to Beman's den.
"This the boy?" the officer asked, pushing Peewee in.
"That's the one," Beman replied.
"I thought he must be. He was hanging around outside here, looking at the house."
Peewee stared at Beman defiantly. What form would Beman's punishment of him take? The old man looked sternly at him.
"What were you hanging around outside for?" he inquired.
There was less sternness in Beman's voice than in his look. It encouraged Peewee to find
