"When will you have an answer?" asked Dick eagerly.
"Some time to-morrow, or maybe late to-night. Better call in to-morrow."
"I will," promised Dick, and feeling for the first time since he found himself in this queer plight that there was a ray of hope, he and Jimmy went back to the lodging-house.
Dick did not sleep well that night, for he was thinking that perhaps the next day would find his identity established and the mystery solved.
CHAPTER XV
PITCHING PENNIES
But Dick was doomed to disappointment. Early the next morning he and Jimmy called at police headquarters.
"There's no news for you," said the sergeant. "I wired to Boston, but the police there haven't any calls for any missing boys answering your description. If you were a man now you might answer."
"Why, are there any men missing?" asked Dick, interested to know there were other persons in a similar plight to his own.