CHAPTER XVI.
THE CONFIDENCE MAN.
"By Jove! look at that!" cried the man, in a low tone, as he picked up the pocket-book and surveyed it. "That's a find, isn't it?"
"It is, indeed," returned Matt. "How much is there in it?"
"Come with me and I'll see," said the man, and without waiting for Matt to offer a reply, he caught the boy by the arm, and forced him through the crowd to an open spot behind a large tree.
"I would like to know who lost this," went on the man, as he opened the flap of the pocket-book, and gazed inside at the contents. "By Jove! look at that pile of bills!" he went on, as he turned the pocket-book around so that Matt might catch sight of what certainly did look like twenty-five or thirty bank bills tucked away in one of the pockets. "Must be a hundred dollars or more in it."
"The owner of that pocket-book will miss it,"
