"Thank you."
"But when you get through I'll expect to learn how you come out," said McCabe, hastily.
"You can rest assured that I will let you know the full particulars. And I am not going to forget what you have done for me, either."
"Shoo! that's all right. And say——"
At that moment Katie came flying into the apartment, her tangled hair floating in all directions.
"He's downstairs and coming up!" she cried, shrilly.
"Who?" questioned her father, while Hal stood still in wonder.
"The tall boy who hit me."
"Dick Ferris!" muttered Hal under his breath. "What can he want here?"