At that instant the door of the sitting room where the chums were opened and Dr. Bounce entered.
“You boys were talking so loudly you didn’t hear me knock I guess,” he said.
“Is any one sick?” inquired Ned, thinking the medical man had called to attend some one.
“Not here,” replied Dr. Bounce, “but there are enough cases in town to keep ten doctors busy. No, I called about that old man you helped get out of the wreck.”
“Is he dead?” asked Jerry.
“I’m afraid he can’t last long. He regained consciousness a little while ago, and wanted the three boys who took him from under the seats to be sent for. Do any of you know him?”
“Why, no. Did he mention any of us by name?” inquired Bob.
“No, but he insisted he wanted to see the three boys, and I happened to remember it was you who saved him. He seems to have something on his mind. Perhaps it will make him rest more easily if you go to the hospital and see him. It may be only an odd fancy, but sometimes we have to humor our patients. Will you go?”
The boys said they would, and while they were getting their hats Dr. Bounce told them how he had first gone to Jerry’s house and then to Bob’s, before he arrived at Ned’s.