This he did, and found himself in a hallway that was perfectly square, and the light came into it from above through a skylight.
There was no door in this hall, except the one by which he had entered, but the man said:
"Is there an answer?"
"Yes, sir," said the boy, when he had meant to say 'no,' but he did not correct himself, and instantly the man tapped three times upon the wooden wall of the hallway.
To the new surprise of the boy one side of it was at once run upward, revealing a small room, and into this the two stepped, the man telling the youngster to follow.
In the room was a cot-bed, a table, and a rough-looking individual stood in one corner, holding a rope in his hand, and which he now let go, the wooden partition, under which they had passed, immediately sliding back into place again.
"Now, lad, the letter," said the man who had entered the room with him.
"Are you Jerry, the Night Hawk?" and the boy looked the man straight in the eyes.
"Yes."
The boy took out the letter and handed it to him, and glancing at the address he broke open the envelope.