"Ha!" exclaimed the young man, "I see it all. This is an infamous plot on the part of the doctor to obtain the body of my esteemed and venerable parent for the purpose of dissection, but I'll frustrate it. Rouse the neighbors!"
Young Garretson himself ran into the street, and was fortunate enough to meet with a policeman, to whom he related his suspicions.
A crowd soon collected, and the news that the doctor had been stealing a body spread with great rapidity.
Tommy and Bobsey managed to reach the house without molestation, entered by the surgery door, and saw Dr. Slasher looking over the pages of a medical book.
"Well," said the doctor, "how is Mr. Garretson?"
"He's come to answer for himself," replied Tommy.
"Indeed! I wasn't aware that he would ever again be able to leave his bed," said the doctor, in astonishment.
"'Ere he is!" cried Bobsey, undoing the blanket.
"Why, what in the wide world is this?" asked the doctor, viewing the ghastly corpse.
"We thought you wanted it, sir, and brought it along without anyone seeing it," said Tommy.