The two boys looked at each other doubtfully.
“Well, the chap’s right in a way, I guess. It is customary. But if he’s a new boy how does he know so much about it?” This from the taller of the two.
“He’s not new,” said Jim. “I guess he’s been here two years or so from the looks of him. He said his name was—Gerry, or something like that.”
“Gerry? You don’t mean Gary, do you?”
“Yes, that’s it.”
The two boys exchanged glances and began to chuckle.
“‘Bull’ Gary! Sounds like him, doesn’t it? Is he here now?”
“Yes, in the room,” answered Jim.
“I think, then, you had better let us talk with him. Hold on, though. Did you rent the house from Mrs. Timberlake?”