It was nearly
empty, and the boys dozed all the way to town. In fact, they
were so sleepy that the car had reached New York Central Station
before they roused themselves. They had been carried two blocks
too far.
"Well, we are here, anyway," said Beany, "and I'm going inside to
get a stick of gum."
"That's a good stunt," said Porky.
They ran up the steps and entered the great waiting-room. Asa
did not like gum, and, besides, Asa never liked to spend a penny.
He stood looking about him in the middle of the space in front of
the ticket office, while the twins went over to the
penny-in-the-slot machine.
And then it happened--
Asa, turning from his inspection of the ticket window, gazed at a
space over which hung a large sign "INFORMATION." A man who had
been talking turned and started toward Asa.
It was the Wolf.
Now when the Wolf, on his way to the station to enquire about
trains, had reached a certain dark corner just outside the city,
he had stopped long enough to do something by the aid of a
flashlight and a little packet. So when he walked into the
station his face was change. It was no longer long and lean and
smooth. His cheeks stuck out, and a long, heavy mustache covered
his mouth.
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