“Your sister?”
“Yes, she has a spine disease, just like some of those persons Dr. Carrolton has cured.”
“Perhaps he will cure her,” said Mr. Emberg. “Only if he does it will be worth several thousand dollars, for he charges big fees.”
“If I had the money no fee would be too big if my sister could be cured,” said Larry, blinking to keep back the tears.
“If you get a chance, speak to him about it,” said Mr. Emberg. “Great men are apt to overlook little things like a fee.”
“Shall I go to the police station now?” asked Larry, as he remembered that the physician had told him to be present.
“Perhaps you had better,” said the city editor. “Don’t be afraid to speak up, and tell what you know about the case.”
But there was no need of Larry’s testimony. The police magistrate, after hearing the story of the officer and the physician, decided to hold the prisoner for the grand jury. Larry, who was on hand, was told to be at the courthouse when he was sent for. So he did not have to give any testimony.
As he was passing out of the courtroom with a number of other persons, Larry was spied by Dr. Carrolton.
“Hi, boy!” the physician exclaimed. “Don’t forget to come and see me. That was a valuable watch you saved for me!”