"About five or six years old."
He added a description of the little girl which quite revived Dan's hopes, for it answered in every respect to Althea.
"Did you hear the little girl say anything?"
"Yes, she told her mother she wanted to see Dan."
Dan's eyes glistened. It was Althea, after all.
"It's all right," he said. "You needn't tell me any more. You're a trump."
"Have you found out what you want to know?"
"Yes. Have you anything to do for the next two hours?"
"No."