“Sorry,” Joe Matt apologized. “I didn’t know there was any secret about it.”
“Every precaution is being taken to safeguard the shipment. Special police will guard the docks. I got nothing to worry about—and yet I do it anyhow.”
“You’re jittery,” the blindman said, starting away. “Well, see you later. Come on, Rudy!”
After he had tapped off down the dock, Brad and Dan lingered a few minutes longer. Hank, however, seemed preoccupied. Dan asked him if he knew any sailor by the name of Frisk Fagan.
“No, I don’t,” he answered a trifle irritably. “Now I wish you boys wouldn’t pester me. I got work to do.”
Thus dismissed, Brad and Dan took themselves off.
“Hank was out of sorts because we overhead Joe Matt mention that 24th shipping date,” Dan remarked as they tramped along together. “Say, that’s funny!”
“What is, Dan?”
“Those two dates being the same!”
“What two dates?”