And this is precisely what Old King Brady did.
He found himself at fault almost at the start.
He could not locate Lorimer's lane.
Then they started to inquire their way.
This only made matters worse.
Nobody ever knows anything when one comes to inquire their way up in the Bronx about old-time roads and lanes.
At last an ancient individual was found who claimed to be able to direct them, and the Bradys came out on the water front where there was a lane, a ruined factory and an old pier.
It was now about eleven o'clock.
Old King Brady was sure that he had hit the right spot.
Harry and Alice knew nothing about it.