"Where is the doctor?" asked the man sharply of Benny.
"He's nupstairs," answered Benny readily.
"This means a lot of money to him, if he only knew it," said the visitor impatiently.
"Oh, that wouldn't make any difference," Benny replied with great assurance as he started to go out again. But the man caught him.
"What do you mean by that, sonny?" he asked curiously. "What's he doing?"
"He's taking care of my sister Violet. She's sick."
"And you mean he wouldn't leave her even if I gave him a lot of money?"
"Yes, that's it," said Benny politely, "That's what I mean."
The visitor seemed to restrain his impatience with a great effort. "You see, I've lost a little boy somewhere," he said. "The doctor knows where he is, I think. He would be about as old as you are."
"Well, if you don't find him, you can have me, I shouldn't wonder," observed Benny comfortingly. "I like you."
"You do?" said the man in surprise.
"That's because you've got such a nice, soft
