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112 "It's the man I saw in the hide-out!" whispered Bob to himself. "It's the man with the green shade over his eye! Now I am sure these men are the fellows who broke into the jewelry store."

"I guess it's safe to go on," said the tramp, coming back to his friend.

"All right."

"Here, I'll carry one of the satchels."

"Oh, no; they're not heavy."

"But I want to."

"Well, you can't, and I won't let you."

"Huh!" said the tramp in an angry way, "what's the matter with you?"

"Well, for one thing, I know you," said the other man.

"Oh, do you?"

"Yes, I do. I shan't drop these satchels till we get to where the man who hired us is waiting for us."

"It's two miles away."

"I don't care if it's ten miles away. If you got your paws on one of these satchels, you might bolt with it."

"Well, I've done some of the work, haven't I? Who found the key to the jewelry store?"

"You did, and our boss will pay you well for your share of the work, but you don't handle these satchels."

"I bet I do!"

The tramp suddenly sprang at his companion, but the other was too quick for him. The man with the green shade over his eye sprang to his feet. He whirled one satchel around. It struck the tramp on the head and swept him to the ground.

The man with the green shade over his eye at once picked up the two satchels, and started on a run. In a minute he was