on down to the depot, quick! We must get there before the train comes in!"
"Why, it's Dave Porter!" exclaimed the policeman. "What's the row, Dave?"
"Mr. Wadsworth's jewelry works has been robbed. They have just gone to notify headquarters. I thought maybe the robbers might try to get away on the train. We want to stop any suspicious characters."
"The jewelry works robbed? You don't say! All right, I'll go right along. Hope we can catch 'em!" And Officer Anderson swung up beside Dave, and both continued on a dog-trot to the depot.
Nobody but the station master was in sight. Dave and the policeman thought it best to keep out of sight.
"You stay at one end and I'll stay at the other," said the officer. "If you see anybody suspicious, whistle twice and I'll come on the double-quick."
At last they heard the train coming. Nobody had appeared, but presently Dave caught sight of a burly figure sneaking beside several empty freight cars on a side-track. He gave the signal for aid and then sneaked after the man. By this time the train had rolled into the little station.
Only a well-known young man of Crumville alighted, accompanied by an elderly lady, his mother. There were no passengers to get aboard,
