"That's a fine comparison," laughed Fred, and all had to smile over the German youth's words.
"I reckon I know what you intend to do," said Tom to the government official. "You want to take the old man's job away from him."
"Yes—for the time being. But I don't expect to get paid for it." James Monday turned to Cashaw. "Will you stay with the boys until I return?"
"Well, now"
"I want you to stay."
"That means as how I'm to stay whether I want to or not, eh?"
"You can put it that way if you wish. I want to make no trouble for you."
"Sack Todd will make trouble if he hears of this," returned the old man dubiously.
"Then you had better keep out of sight."
"Will you return my horses and wagon?"
"Either that, or pay for the turnout."
"Then maybe I'd better go to town. I can say I stopped off at a tavern an' sumbuddy drove off with my rig."
"Very well," returned the detective. "But, mind you, if you dare to play me foul"
"I won't! I won't!"
"Then you can go. But wait. Boys, let him stay here an hour. Then he can go."
