what they were up to. This immediately devolved upon Bud, for he was the only one who was dressed up and we wanted someone who would appear as a newcomer and a disinterested one.  Bud willingly agreed and sneaked around north of the building.
     “Now watch Pinkerton” choked Day.
     “Sherlock Holmes” snickered Smith.
     “Sh!  No talking” I said, but had an indefinable inclination to shout at the top of my voice.  We became silent and waited to see what Bud would do.  Soon he appeared walking down the street like some dignified Puritan: Bud is naturally dignified and to us he appeared especially droll and comic as he stalked into the midst of the gang.  They crowded around him, asking