But no one apparently cared to take up Jellup's cause. When the
spectators had gone the Mayor, who had sternly watched the slow exit
of the last loiterer, turned to the boys.
"I thank you, Mr. Bradley," exclaimed Ned earnestly.
"And I want to thank both of you," quickly added Bob Russell, taking
the hand of each. "I'm the cause of this and I'm sorry. I guess
you saved my life twice," he added, wringing Ned's hand. "If it
hadn't been for you the Comet certainly would never have heard from
me again. I guess that, puts all my obligation up to you."
"No," said Ned, "I can't let you say that. You have your own duty
just as I have mine. We'll go over to the car and wait for the two
o'clock Limited. Then you are at liberty to go and write your story
and do its you like."
"He don't have to leave," interrupted the Mayor; "this is a free
town and it's going to be an orderly one."
"And I'm not going to," broke in Bob. "You've got yourself in a
muss over me and some of these soreheads may try to make you more
trouble. If you'll let me, I'll stay to the end and if it comes to
a mix-up I'm going to be right there with you.
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