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THE YOUNG AUCTIONEERS
the old auctioneer a push which sent him sprawling upon his back. Before Caleb Gulligan could recover, Matt was out of the door and running like a deer up Nassau street.
"Hi! hi! stop him!" roared the old auctioneer "He must not get away."
"Stop him yourself, then," said one of the by standers heartlessly. "We have nothing to do with your quarrel with the boy."
"You are in league with him," fumed Caleb Gulligan, as he scrambled to his feet. "But, never mind, I'll catch him!"
He ran out of the auction store and gazed perplexedly up and down into the crowd. It was useless. Matt Lincoln, like his friend, Ida Bartlett, had disappeared.
