"I've a great mind not to tell you," said the law student, resentfully.
"Then I'll find out in the 'Directory' and let Mr. Chester know you wouldn't tell us."
Upon this Sam got the desired information.
He was told that Mr. Chester lived in West Thirty-fifth Street.
"Let us go," said Henry.
Sam followed him out.
"Shall we go up there to-night?" he asked.
"Yes; it is no doubt very valuable, and the sooner we get it into the hands of the owner, the better."
They took the University Place cars, and in a little more than half an hour reached Thirty-fifth Street. They heard the neighboring clocks strike six as they rang the bell.
The door was opened by a colored man.