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signal-box he had aroused the entire city.

               Now Seth and Dan would be saved if they were yet alive.

               At that moment there was no hope in Jip's mind that they could still be living.


               It was as if he had lighted that match an hour ago, so slowly had the seconds passed, and with the thought of
               them as dead--burned to death through his act--came wildest terror.


               He fancied every fireman on Ninety-four had recognized him as they rode past in such mad haste, and knew
               him to be the one who had committed the crime.


               There was no place in his mind for any thought save that of his own danger, and instantly he started at full
               speed down the street, never daring to so much as glance behind him, although no man pursued.

               When the "joker," which is the name given by firemen to the combination-bell, in Ninety-four's house rang
               out the number of the call sent in by Jip, and as the horses, released by the mechanical trip moved by the
               joker, dashed out of their stalls, 'Lish Davis believed he knew beyond a question to what particular building
               they were summoned.

               Instantly that which Seth had told him came into his mind, and with it the painful thought that perhaps by his
               own neglect he had contributed to what might be a fatal disaster.


                "And I never so much as warned the policeman on this beat!" he said to himself as he leaped to his seat on the
               engine, snapped into place the belt that would hold him there, and with a quick jerk on the reins released the
               harness-catch.

               Ninety-Four had seldom left the house more quickly, and certainly the horses were never urged to a higher
               rate of speed than now, when 'Lish Davis charged himself with criminal neglect.

               During the minute and a half which intervened before they reached the station from which the alarm had been
               sent, the driver of Ninety-four conceived an absolute affection for the boy who had so persistently followed up
               his idea of becoming a fireman, and, prompted by the prickings of his own conscience, perhaps, he muttered
               to himself:


                "The kid shall go into the Department if I can put him there, providing it so be we find— "

               He did not finish the sentence, for at that instant it was to 'Lish Davis as if he must in a certain degree take
               upon himself the results of this night's work.


               When they dashed past the station he needed not Jip's reply to tell him whence came the glow of light which
               could now be seen reflected on the taller buildings, and Ninety-four got water a full two minutes before any
               other engine.

                "That little bootblack, Seth Bartlett, sleeps in the shed behind the shop," 'Lish called hoarsely as the men ran
               swiftly through the lumber-yard, and, hearing the words even above the tooting of whistles, the sounding of
               gongs from the on-coming engines, and the puffing of steam, Jerry Walters cried:

                "I'll look out for him, 'Lish!"

               Every man heard the driver's cry, and knew that the amateur fireman was in danger.
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