We did so, and found a highly polished silver plate bearing the words:&—
MRS. AGATHA MITTS
Boarding
"Perhaps it would be a good plan to find out something about the woman before we call on her," suggested my companion, after we had passed the house.
"There is a drug store on the corner," I said. "We can stop in there. No doubt they'll think we are looking for board."
"An excellent idea."
We walked down to the drug store. On entering, Mr. Harrison ordered a couple of glasses of soda water and then called the proprietor aside.
"Can you tell me anything about the lady that keeps the boarding-house below here?" he asked.
"Which one?"
"Mrs. Agatha Mitts."
"I've heard it's a very good house," was the noncommittal reply.