“And I think I’m sure about the C. It was a capital letter, too. Right, Li?”
“Gee, I think so, Biff.”
“But what about the s, Biff? This is important,” his father said.
Biff frowned. He closed his eyes trying to recreate a mental picture of the soap scrawl. “Dad, I can’t be absolutely sure, but I think the s was a small letter.”
Biff looked at Li. Li could only shrug his shoulders.
“I think your memory is probably right, Biff. You have a pretty good one, and besides, it fits,” Mr. Brewster declared.
“I’m completely mystified,” Hank Mahenili put in. “All this talk about letters, capitals, and small letters. What do they mean, Tom?”
“Well, first, I think—I hope—they mean that Dr. Weber is definitely alive. That’s good news. They must also mean that he’s being held prisoner. Not so good. The doctor is old, you know, and just how much he can stand at his age is doubtful.”
“If he’s alive, we’ll find him,” Biff cut in.
“But the letters, what do they mean?” Hank repeated his question.