"We might
sight him, but we'd never catch him. Nor do I believe he has
stopped running yet."
"If he hasn't," grumbled Dave, "he's twenty miles from here by
this time."
So Dan's motion prevailed. The baseball squad of the Central
Grammar School turned toward the road that led homeward.
Chapter XV
BLUFFING UP TO THE BIG GAME
"That explosion was fearful, what there was of it," Dick declared
to Chief Coy. It was evening, and the head of the local police
department had stopped the boys on the street for additional information
on the subject.
"What did it look like?" asked Chief Coy.
"There came a big flash and a loud bang in the same instant, and
Mr. Garwood was hurled over on his side. The queer part of it
was that the explosion didn't do any real damage to the bench,
though there wasn't a piece of the glass mortar left that was
big enough to see."
"The explosion all went upward. It didn't work sideways or downward?"
asked Chief Coy.
"That's the way we saw it," Dick replied. "And it didn't hurt
either you or Darrin?"
"Not beyond the big scare, and the shock to our ear-drums."
"I wonder what the explosive could have been?" mused the chief
aloud.
"I don't know what was in the mortar in the first place, sir,"
Dick Prescott went on.
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