You and me's pals, ain't we?"
"Hush!" exclaimed Sid, as if afraid of someone hearing the man's
words. "Don't you know better than to follow me?"
"Well, I heard you was comin' for a new job, an' I thought--"
"You think entirely too much. Now you get hack to Chelton, and stay
there. I may need you."
Lem's little, rat-like eyes gleamed.
"You'll pay me, won't you?" he asked.
"Of course."
"Well, I'm a little short now, an'--"
Sid extended a bill, which the man took quickly.
"Now be off," ordered young Wilcox, "and don't ever follow me
again."
He waited until Lem had shuffled off, and then he took a different
path.
"He's getting altogether too familiar," said Sid to himself as he
strolled along. "But I may find him useful."
Scarcely had Cora, driving her big car, turned into the turnpike
leading from the park to New City, than she again encountered Ed
Foster and Walter Pennington. She instantly realized that they would
wonder why she did not stop, for Ed was slowing up his car. But she
knew she could not get back to the bank building to meet Paul if she
halted, so, with a smile, as comprehensive as she was able to make
it, she sent the Whirlwind ahead at a fast speed.
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