"
Jenkins seemed a good deal put back by this speech and stammered
not a little as he replied:
"Huh! yer didn't know who he was this afternoon, 'cause ye asked
me if I had saw him. Guess ye're only bluffin' an' don't know-----"
"Look at this!" said Jack, suddenly shoving the print he had received
from Billy that very evening under the man's nose, there being
light enough for him to see it. "Do you recognize any one there?"
"By Jinks!" exclaimed Jenkins, who recognized his own portrait first
of all. "You've been takin' our picters to use ag 'in' us. Gimme
that!"
Jenkins tried to snatch the picture as Jack drew it back, but
Percival, by a quick movement, threw his hand up and said sharply:
"No, you don't, my man! We want to keep that picture for evidence.
Besides, even if you got it, we can print a hundred more of them."
"Ain't you goin' to give us anything for telling you who it was?"
Jenkins asked in a tone of disappointment.
"No, for you have not told us."
"But I told you it was one of your fellers this afternoon. You
wouldn't ha' known anything about it if I hadn't."
"Oh, yes we would," laughed Billy. "That picture was already taken
when you mentioned the matter, and the minute we saw it we would
have known that something was wrong, even if you hadn't said a word.
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