"Then it must be some of those people the other side of the pier. I don't know any more on this side except the fishermen. Is it any of them?"
"Well, no. I doubt if they'd care to visit us. But never mind our guests for the moment; I want you two children to go on an errand for me."
"Right-o!" said King. "Where?"
"Walk along the shore road three blocks, then turn inland and walk a block and a half. Do you know that place with lots of vines all over the front of the house?"
"Yes, I do," said Marjorie, "but nobody lives there."
"All right. I want you to take a message to Mr. Nobody."
"Oh, Father, what do you mean?"
"Just what I say. You say nobody lives there, and that's the very man I mean."
"All right," said King. "We'll go, if you tell us to. Hey, Mops?"
"'Course we will! What shall we say to Mr. Nobody, Father?"