By this time the conflict had attracted attention. Several men came running up, among them a member of the local police. "What's the meaning of all this?" demanded the latter. "Ask the boy," said the sailor. Julius, thus appealed to, answered: "That man wanted to kill me, but the sailor stopped him." "It's a lie!" growled Marlowe. "He's my boy, and I was punishing him." "Are you his boy?" asked the policeman, turning to Julius. "No." "Where do you live?" "In New York." "Do you know him?" "Yes." "Who is he?" Marlowe saw that it was getting dangerous for him, and was anxious to get away. "The boy may shift for himself," he said. "If you take so much interest in him you can take care of him." These last words were addressed to the sailor. He turned on his heel, and hoped to get away without further trouble. "Stop, there!" said the officer. "We haven't done with you yet." "What do you want?" demanded Marlowe, endeavoring to conceal his alarm under an air of surly bravado. "I want to know who you are." "I'm a sailor." "Then you're a land sailor," retorted the true son of Neptune. "Is he a sailor?" asked the officer of Julius. "No, sir." "What is his name?" "His name is Marlowe," answered Julius, in spite of the black and menacing looks of his enemy, intended to intimidate him. "Marlowe? The man implicated in the burglary in Madison avenue?" Julius was not required to answer this, for at the question, showing that he was known, Marlowe with an oath took to flight, closely pursued by all present. He had run half a mile before he was secured. But his pursuers at length caught up with him, and after a sharp struggle, in which they were materially assisted by the powerful sailor, he was taken and bound. "If I ever get free, I'll kill you!" he muttered, between his teeth, to Julius. "You'll rue this day's work." Julius, secure as he was at present, could not help shuddering as he heard these threatening words. But he felt thankful that he had escaped the present danger. The peril was over for the time; but Julius could not help feeling that he was not wholly safe as long as Marlowe was at large. I may as well add here that the burglar was delivered to the New York authorities, and in due time had his trial, was convicted and sentenced to ten years' imprisonment in the prison at Sing Sing. This adventure, and the excitement attending it, spoiled the enjoyment of Julius for the afternoon. He returned to the pier and took passage on the boat bound for the city. He called on Paul at his stand, and surprised him with the news of Marlowe's capture, and his own narrow escape. "I am glad to hear it, Julius," said Paul. "So that sailor that followed you was Marlowe." "Yes. Did you see him?" "I noticed him two or three times, but had no idea he was following us." "I never should have known him, he looked so different." "He might have got away if he hadn't been so anxious to revenge himself on you."