Larry found the address given on the postal was in a dilapidated tenement, seemingly deserted, and standing some distance away from other buildings.
When he got there he ran into a reporter named Fritsch, who worked on a German newspaper.
"Dot inventor vos mofed avay," said the German reporter. "Some beoples told me he vos krazy."
"Is the house vacant?" asked Larry.
"I dink so. Maype ve walk through him, yah?"
Larry was willing, and together the pair went into the tenement and upstairs.
As they passed through one of the halls Larry looked up and saw a man peering down at him over a balustrade. He gave a gasp.
"Vot it is?" questioned the German reporter.
"That man!" cried Larry. He ran up the
stairs and tried to catch the individual, who was running away.