"If it will give you no trouble, I shall be glad to have you call any evening. I live at No. —— Madison Avenue."
Now it was Frank's turn to be surprised. The number mentioned by the lady was that of the house in which Mr. Henry Percival lived.
"I thought Mr. Percival lived at that number?" said Frank.
"So he does. He is my father. Do you know him?"
"No; but I was about to call on him. This morning Mr. Robinson, a broker in Wall Street, told me that he wished to see me."
"You are not the boy who caused the capture of the bondholder?" asked the lady, quickly.
"Yes, I am the boy, but I am afraid I had less to do with it than has been represented."
"What is your name?"
"Frank Courtney."
"My father is very desirous of meeting you, and thanking you for what you have done. Why have you not called before?"