He didn't even whimper when the village Hawkshaw snapped thebracelets on his wrist and exclaimed, "Come on, Mr. Buggular! Thishere's a fine night's work for everybody in this neighborhoodbecause you have been a source of pesterment around here for sixmonths. If you don't get ten decades, Mr. Buggular, then I ain't noguess maker. Come along; goodnight to you, one and all; that thereboy that catched this buggular ought to get rewarded nice!"

"He will be," I exclaimed mentally, as Mr. Diggs led the suffering Bunchaway to the Bastile.

"I've got to see that villain landed in a cell," I said to Clara J.as the door closed on the victor and vanquished.