Suddenly, and with a cry that startled Penny, Dundee made a new name
with the little wooden letters....
Now he knew the answers to both "_How?_" and "_Who?_"
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
"I fail to see any necessity for all this secrecy and hocus-pocus,"
District Attorney Sanderson protested irritably. "Why the devil don't
you come clean and give us the low-down--if you have it!--on this
miserable business, instead, of high-handedly summoning Captain Strawn
to my office, so that you can give orders to us both?"
Before Dundee could answer, Captain Strawn came to his assistance.
"I worked with this boy for pretty near a year, Bill, and never yet did
he fail to make good when he said he had a pot on to boil. If he says it
will boil over this evening, provided we help him, boil over it will, or
I don't know Bonnie Dundee!"
Sanderson scowled but capitulated. "All right! What do you want?"
"Thanks, chief! And thanks, Captain!" Dundee cried, with heartfelt
gratitude. "First, I want to be excused from attending the adjourned
inquests into the two murders, scheduled for three o'clock today."
"O.K." Sanderson agreed shortly.
"Second, after about an hour of routine stuff, I wish you'd ask for
another adjournment until tomorrow, on the plea that important
developments are expected today.
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