be," observed Sam. "When Dick spoke about his father being in prison he looked as if he would like to strangle the lot of us."
"Well, I admit it would be rough on any ordinary boy to mention the fact that his father was in prison," said Dick. "But we all know, and Dan Baxter himself knows, that one is about as wicked as the other. The only thing that makes Arnold Baxter's case worse is that he is old enough to know better."
"So is Dan old enough to know better," was Tom's comment.
"I believe he was coming here to get accom modations," said Dick.
"If he was, that would tend to prove that he had just arrived in San Francisco, Dick."
"True. But he may have been in this vicinity, perhaps in Oakland, Alameda, or some other nearby town."
"What do you suppose could have brought him here?"
"That's a conundrum. Maybe he thought the East was getting too hot to hold him."
"I wish we knew where he was going."
"Let us see if we can follow him up."
But to follow Dan Baxter up was out of the question, as they speedily discovered when they stepped out on the sidewalk. People were
