ails, Dave others. Mrs. Dexter confirmed
the statements that they made.

"I guess I'll take you along, too, Driggs," announced Policeman Whalen.

"But I'm a police officer!" protested Driggs aghast.

"Police officers can be arrested like anyone else, when they break the
law," announced Policeman Whalen dryly. "Come along, the two of you!
Mrs. Dexter, you wouldn't like to be seen walking along with us, but
I'll ask you to be at the station house inside of five minutes."

"I'll be there, officer," promised the woman.

"Do you want us, too?" inquired Dick. He and all of his friends were
eager to see the affair through to the finish.

"No; I know where to find you lads, if you're wanted," grinned Policeman
Whalen. "I don't want a big crowd following. Mrs. Dexter, ma'am, I'll be
looking for you to be on hand sharp."

With that the broad-backed policeman started off with two savage
prisoners in tow.

"Say, if we're to have any dinner and get back to school on time, we'll
have to be moving fast," declared Dan Dalzell.

"I thought we were surely going to get into a lot of trouble," muttered
Hazelton, as the youngsters moved along rapidly. "But Whalen knew his
business."

"I hope the judge can send that Dexter fellow up for a good, long time,"
muttered Dick. "He's been annoying that poor woman all the time lately."

"Just because she has her grandfather's money at last," grumbled Dave
Darrin.

Soon the youngsters came to a point where they had to separate. But all
hands were back at school on time. The work of the afternoon was duly
progressing when the telephone bell at the principal's desk rang.

Old Dut held what proved to be a mysterious conversation for a few
moments. Then he wound up with:

"All right. I'll send them right over."

Ringing off, Old Dut glanced at Dick.

"Master Prescott, it appears that you, Darrin, Reade, Holmes, Dalzell
and Hazelton saw some trouble on the street this noon."

"Yes, sir."

"All six of you are wanted, at once, down at court, to give evidence.
You are excused. If you get through at court early enough, come back to
finish your afternoon's work."

Six Grammar School boys rose and filed out quietly. How enviously the
other boys in the room stared after them! How curiously the girls
glanced at the young heroes who were now wanted on the government's
business!

"Say," ventured Dan as soon as they got outside, "I hope the judge
orders Dexter hanged."

"He'll hardly do t