"Get what you please," said Browning, indifferently.
"Two stews!" ordered Stephen. "We can talk while they are getting them ready."
"Very well! Now, for my instructions. At the corner of Clark and Randolph Streets every morning and evening you will find a newsboy selling papers."
"A dozen, you mean."
"True, but I am going to describe this boy so that you may know him. He is about fifteen, I should judge, neatly dressed, and would be considered good-looking."
"Do you know his name?"
"Yes, it is Luke Walton."
"Is he the one I am to watch?"
"You are to make his acquaintance, and find out all you can about his circumstances."
"Do you know where he lives?"