. The hero of Pigeon Camp, or, How Lucci made good, by Martha James . ickly regained hisfooting and catching Rand by the arm said,in a low voice: l Look Rand! Look at him well! Yes, Im looking, but I dont see anythingremarkable about him. Does he look like anyone you ever saw?whispered Jimmie, with suppressed excite-ment. 194 THE HERO OF PIGEON CAMP i No, he doesn t. What is there about himthats so mystifying? Didnt you !ever see those clothes be-fore? asked Jimmie. Band noted for the first time the faded bluecoat and the gray slouch hat, and all at oncehe gave a low whistle. Phew! I know now.
. The hero of Pigeon Camp, or, How Lucci made good, by Martha James . ickly regained hisfooting and catching Rand by the arm said,in a low voice: l Look Rand! Look at him well! Yes, Im looking, but I dont see anythingremarkable about him. Does he look like anyone you ever saw?whispered Jimmie, with suppressed excite-ment. 194 THE HERO OF PIGEON CAMP i No, he doesn t. What is there about himthats so mystifying? Didnt you !ever see those clothes be-fore? asked Jimmie. Band noted for the first time the faded bluecoat and the gray slouch hat, and all at oncehe gave a low whistle. Phew! I know now. Why, those are thevery clothes we— Hush! interrupted Jimmie, he justglanced over this way—hes looking now—dont turn around; hes got his eye on moving. Hes walking away. Say, Jimmie, lets follow him, inter-rupted Band; lets see where he goes, andso saying the boys walked slowly after the re-treating figure of the man in the old clothes,keeping well behind so as not to arouse hissuspicion should he turn suddenly. Well, if that doesnt beat all! exclaimed. DIDNT YOU EVER SEE THOSE CLOTHES BEFORE? ASKED JIMMIE. —Page 194. rr i £ .. SOMETHING IN THE CITY 195 Eand. Who would have suspected such athing! We are not dead sure yet that it is theperson we have in mind/1 said Jimmie, butIm going to find out. The boys forgot all about the train as theyhurried along, and almost lost sight of theobject of their search at a crowded found him again, however, and nevertook their eyes from the faded blue coat untilthe wearer of it turned suddenly into a sidestreet, and then into another and still an-other. This street was filled with small shops andcheap lodging-houses, and the boys, followingin the footsteps of the man, saw him stop sud-denly at what seemed to be a big tenementhouse. They had just time to dart into a doorwaywhen the man turned, and after a quick look 196 THE HERO OF PIGEON CAMP up and down the street he opened the doorand went inside. 1 i Now, what
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