“Ask me a question upon which I can expatiate astutely. This one is too much for me, Frank. What are you going to do?”
“I am going to find Abe.”
“How? How are you going to get into that house? If you demand admission it will be refused.”
“I can appeal to the police.”
“Yes, but——”
“But first I shall see Bial Keene.”
“Who is Bial Keene?”
“One of the cleverest private detectives in the country. I have employed him before, and I know his ability.”
“Then it’s up to you, Frank, to put your mud hooks onto him at once, and get him into the game. Time is valuable. Some gazaboo once observed that time is money, but I notice that I have a great deal more time than money.”
“Wiley,” said Merry, “I want you to stay right here and shadow this house. Don’t take your eyes off it for a moment. I am going to find Bial Keene, if possible.”