hurrying in all directions, and the bully had been completely swallowed up in the crowd.
"We must watch out," said Dick. "Now he knows we are here he will try to do us harm, mark my words."
The walk that afternoon proved full of interest, and in the evening they went to see a performance of a light opera at the Columbia Theater. The performance gave them a good deal of pleasure.
"Quarter past eleven!" exclaimed Dick, when they were coming away. "That's the time we got our money's worth."
"I thought it must be late," said Tom. "I was getting hungry. Let us get a bite of some thing before we go back to the hotel."
The others were willing, and they entered a nearby restaurant and seated themselves at one of the tables. As they did this, a person who had been following them stopped at the door to peer in after them. The person was Dan Baxter.
"They are going to dine before retiring," he muttered to himself. "The Old Nick take the luck! They have all the good times, while I have only the bad!"
Dan Baxter had followed the boys from the hotel to the theater and had also waited around
