"It's turn about with the attendants. I learned this when I struck the Swede for a dime. He refused, and told me to tackle the man whose turn for outside duty would come to-morrow."
"'I tank he ban easy,' he said."
"Then the Swede is not easy. Therefore, he cares for money. But how to reach him? We don't even know his name."
"I know it," said Chick. "Doctor Holcomb called him Detson."
"Ah! now I see daylight. Go down-stairs and borrow a directory, Chick."
When the directory was before him, Nick turned to the D's and found two Detsons, one a spinster dressmaker, called Hannah, the other a hospital attendant, called Christian.
"Hannah is probably the sister, and lives on Locust Street. My ankle troubles me, or I would go over there myself."
"I'll go; it's only a few blocks," said Chick. "What shall I say to her?"
"If she proves to be Christian's sister, ask her how often she sees her brother, and when. Christian may have regular hours for visiting his sister. Perhaps he comes every day. I hope he does. In explanation of your questions, say a friend of yours wishes to see her brother on important business."
Chick was gone an hour. When he returned he was whistling.