“That is quite true.”
“Oi think she is,” said Barney.
“What makes you think so?”
“Lord Stanford had a haythen Chinee for a servant.”
“What of that?”
“It wur thot same haythen me an Hans folleyed to th’ thayater in Chinatown this avenin’. Thot is how we happened to be there.”
“Yah,” nodded the Dutch boy; “dot vos der trute.”
“That is interesting,” admitted Frank. “I hope it may prove that you are right. Were you watching the Chinaman when you were attacked?”
“Hans was. Oi had sane th’ rat-’ater spake to another wan, an’ Oi felt sure he said somethin’ about us. Oi watched the other, an’ it wur a good thing fer me that Oi did.”
“The other was the one who tried to get a knife into your back?”