CHAPTER XXXV.
TOM INWOLD.
As soon as the boy saw Matt he stopped short, and then endeavored to retreat. But Matt was coming up the steps in a tremendous hurry, and in ten seconds he was close enough to the boy to catch him by the arm.
"Let go of me!" cried the boy, badly frightened.
"What have you done?" questioned Matt sternly, and without waiting for a reply, forced the boy to accompany him into the rooms.
A glance around revealed the cause of the flood below. In one of the rooms was a sink with city water. The water had been turned on full, and the sink-holes stopped up with putty. The sink had overflowed, and the water was running through several cracks in the floor.
As rapidly as he could Matt turned off the faucet. Then leaving the water still in the sink to the brim, he dashed downstairs.
"You come with me and help me save my stock!"
