Dodger now posted himself at the window and waited anxiously for some one to pass, so that he might attract his attention and throw down the paper.
He had to wait for fifteen minutes. Then he saw approaching a young man, not far from twenty-one, who looked like a young mechanic, returning from his daily work.
Now was Dodger’s opportunity. He put his head out of the window and called out:
“Hello, there!”
The young man looked and saw him at the window.
“What do you want?” he asked.
“Catch this paper, and read what there is on it.” He threw down the leaf, which, after fluttering in the gentle evening breeze, found its way to the ground and was picked up.
After reading it, the young man looked up and said: “I’ll go around to the door and inquire.”
He was as good as his word. He went to the outer door and rang the bell.
Julius came to the door.