"I'll take you all on," the new arrival had declared amidst a
silence of stupefaction, "starting with you"--pointing to the
biggest boy. "If we don't finish to-day, I'll begin again to-
morrow."
The sheer impudence of the thing had astounded everybody. Young
Kerry's treatment of his leading persecutor had produced a
salutary change of opinion. Of such kidney was Daniel Kerry,
junior; and when, some hours after his father's departure on the
night of the murder in the fog, the 'phone bell rang, it was Dan
junior, and not his mother, who answered the call.
"Hallo!" said a voice. "Is that Chief Inspector Kerry's house?"
"Yes," replied Dan.
"It has begun to rain in town," the voice continued, "Is that the
Chief Inspector's son speaking?"
"Yes, I'm Daniel Kerry."
"Well, my boy, you know the way to New Scotland Yard?"
"Rather."
"He says will you bring his overall? Do you know where to find
it?"
"Yes, yes!" cried Dan excitedly, delighted to be thus made a
party to his father's activities.
"Well, get it. Jump on a tram at the Town Hall and bring the
overall along here. Your mother will not object, will she?"
"Of course not," cried Dan. "I'll tell her. Am I to start now?"
"Yes, right away.
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