Tommy had made one of his charming blunders again. But an idea struck him.
"I'd know what I'd do, sir," he said.
"What?" eagerly demanded the doctor.
"I'd put the body in Miss Minks' bed."
"Happy thought; she's downstairs, and will suspect nothing. We'll do it," said the doctor.
"Good hagain! Brayvo for hour side! Who says we can't do it?" cried Bobsey.
"Hurry!" said the doctor. "They'll never think of looking in her bed for it, and at nighttime, when all is still, we'll get the body back to its own house."
Miss Minks slept on the floor where the surgery was, and all the boys had to do was to carry the body across the hall, from one room to the other.
They deposited it in the bed of the maiden lady, and covered it up carefully.
"All right?" asked the doctor, as they returned.