Part 9 (2/2)
”I don't care for that sort of stuff,” said the wholesale butcher's son.
”I wish they would put on the war play. Tell me some more about this scheme you've got for spending the winter holidays.”
”Oh, it's a dandy scheme, all right, Bill,” responded Werner. And then he began a description of a winter's camp and told how he had permission to go there and how he wanted Glutts to go with him.
While Gabe Werner was speaking some people sitting next to him had arisen and were trying to get out. Gabe and Bill arose, and as they did so the former turned around and caught sight of the two Rovers.
”Say! what do you know about this?” he cried in astonishment.
”Jack Rover and Fred Rover!” murmured Glutts, and his face likewise betrayed astonishment.
”Did you fellows follow us into the theater?” demanded Werner.
”We certainly did not,” returned Fred quickly. ”We were in the theater long before you came in.”
”Huh!” Werner was stumped for a moment. ”I didn't notice them here, did you?” he questioned his crony.
”If I had I should have taken a seat elsewhere,” was Glutts' ready reply. He glared at the Rovers. ”I suppose you have been listening to everything we said.”
”If you don't want to be heard you had better not talk in a place like this,” replied Jack.
”I don't care what they did hear,” grumbled Werner. ”I'm not ashamed of what I am doing or intend to do.”
”If I were you, Glutts, I'd cut Werner,” advised Fred. ”Captain Dale won't give you any credit for sticking to him after what happened at the encampment.”
”I suppose you are going to tell Captain Dale you saw me with him,”
retorted Glutts.
”I shan't say a word unless I am questioned.”
”I haven't forgotten what happened at the encampment,” said Gabe Werner, turning to Jack. ”Some day I'm going to square accounts with you.”
”When that time comes I think I'll be able to defend myself, Werner,”
answered the young captain coldly.
By this time a number of people in the audience were turning around, evidently annoyed by the conversation. One heavy-set man turned back and tapped Werner on the shoulder.
”Say, if you fellows want to hold a talk-fest, go outside and do it,” he growled. ”We want to look at the pictures.”
”Come ahead, Jack,” whispered Fred. ”It won't do us any good to stay here, now that Glutts and Werner have discovered our presence.”
”Right you are,” was the answer. And a moment later the two Rovers slipped out of their seats and made their way to the rear of the showhouse. Here they were joined by the others of their crowd; and all went outside and across the street to a drugstore, where Jack treated the others to hot chocolate soda.
”They are hatching out something, that is sure,” remarked Jack.
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