"I've promised to go over and see Danny Lewis."
"Sure," said Barry, "I'll be glad to go with you."
He remembered with pleasure Joe Hart's kindness to the Lewis family, and he wanted to meet Danny, the messenger boy, concerning whom he had heard so much from his fellow page. They found Danny at home, and they spent the evening with him in the cosy sitting room of the little house. Danny proved to be a bright, intelligent chap, with a sense of humor and Barry liked him very much. Presently he recounted some of the odd experiences he had undergone in the service of the telegraph company.
"I suppose they keep you very busy," suggested Barry.
"Rather," smiled Danny, "and lately it's getting so that we don't have a minute to spare."
"Why?"
"Well, for one thing, those Green Island boomers keep us on the jump."
Barry was interested at once.
"I suppose they have a great many telegrams," he said.