"Yes, yes."
"Then I'll undo the stone, but jest mind how you attack a poor boy another time. I'm my own best friend, if I am alone in a strange country."
"I'll be a father to you, Tommy."
"Yes, you will, over the left; but I'll let up on you this time, boss," said Tommy, who went downstairs and untied the stone.
Aided by Bobsey, he pulled the doctor out of the unpleasant predicament in which he was placed, and set him down on a chair.
After a while the doctor said:
"Here's sixpence for you both. Run up to Mr. Garretson's with this medicine, and let me know how he is."
On arriving at Mr. Garretson's house, they were informed that the gentleman in question was dead.
"Could we see him, miss?" inquired Bobsey.
"The corpse is in that room on the left," replied the girl, pointing to a door. "You can go in, but I can't stay, as I've got my work to do downstairs."