“Which is not all,” added Paul. “Do you have the address of this man who visits him?”
“Why, yes, I think I do; I think I must have it somewhere downstairs.”
“Let’s go down, then,” said Walters.
Downstairs, the woman searched for about ten minutes until at last she found the address and gave it to the detective. “Very good,” he muttered. “We will send for him.”
They left. Ken turned to Paul and said, “Let’s run over to Jack’s and tell him. He’ll drop dead when he hears it.”
“Yes,” said Paul, “let’s do that.”
Walters dropped them off in front of the Stormways home. Paul waved and called, “So long, Walters.”
“So long.”
“Keep your eyes open,” called Ken.