"No'm—yes'm, I mean. I—I just had a twinge."

Mrs. Hull viewed him doubtfully and a trifle disapprovingly and turned to the Doctor to confide her belief that Fudge was by no means a satisfactory companion for Perry. Whereupon Fudge dug his elbow painfully into Perry's ribs and whispered excitedly:

"Perry, look down there!"

"Where? What?" demanded the other, squirming out of the way of Fudge's energetic elbow. "What is it?"

"The man at the piano! Look at him!"

Perry looked and gasped and looked again. Surely that back and those shoulders and that head belonged to——

At that instant the piano player turned to speak to the violinist and the boys gazed, astounded, on the false mustache and smiling countenance of Mr. Addicks, the train-robber!