He could hear Mrs. Craig chuckle softly. “Jack believes he can find out who the boy is,” she said.
Ted was still puzzled. “I still don’t understand,” he said.
“You probably don’t remember how Jack came to Elmhurst, Ted,” Mrs. Craig laughed.
“But of course I do. You told me the night we brought him to the hospital.” He paused. “I’m beginning to see, Mrs. Craig.”
“That’s right,” she said. “Jack feels that he may be able to talk to the lad in his own language.”
“I’ll send someone right over to bring him here!” Ted cried. “That boy! He really gets me! Now how would a youngster that age realize these things?”
Mrs. Craig laughed again. “My Jack is a pretty smart youngster,” she said bluntly and with pride.
“I should say he is!” Ted cried. “Now why didn’t I think of that? You tell him we’ll be right over for him!”
Jack was brought straight up to the emergency ward and placed a good distance from the stranger’s cot. He propped himself up and turned to Ted and the others. “Okay,” he said, “I’ll handle this.”
Ted nodded and motioned to the others to follow him. They stood just outside the door to listen.