"He's easily caught;" murmured the boy.
There is sometimes a big slip between a wish and its fulfillment. Just
as Captain Jack was on the point of darting out into the street to hail
the policeman a street car whizzed by. With a flying leap the policeman
landed on the front platform and was whirled along the thoroughfare.
"Lesson number one about being too sure," grumbled disappointed young
Benson. "However, we'll soon come upon another policeman."
Two blocks more were covered, however, without sighting a bluecoat. Jack
even began to wonder how it would do to leap upon Millard, calling upon
passing citizens to aid him until a policeman arrived.
"But that would be a two-edged sword, that might cut too keenly on the
wrong side," reflected the submarine boy. "Millard would be sure to
claim that I was assaulting him. It would look like that, too, and
I'd probably get a thumping from the crowd, while Millard slipped away.
Then he would be warned that he was wanted, and he'd make himself mighty
scarce after that."
Still no policeman came into sight.
"Gracious!" muttered Jack Benson, suddenly. He had just glanced into a
store's show window, where a mirror was set at an angle.
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