"Let me go outside the gates
with him."
"No," said Porky, using his cuff again. "I ain't goin' with
nobody. I know how to get home. I don't have to have somebody
take me." He tried to wiggle away, but felt Adolph's clutch
close like an iron vise.
"There, there," said Ledermann quietly, as he nudged Adolph under
cover of the darkness. "All we want to know is how much you
heard. It is nothing to me what you do after that. You see my
friend here does not mean what he says, but--well, I may as well
tell you how it is." He turned the flashlight on the boy's face
and held it there, watching him like a hawk while he talked. "My
friend has invented something that will prove to be a very
wonderful thing for everybody in the world, and he is very
anxious that it shall be kept a secret until he is ready to put
it on the market. Now you are a smart boy, and I will give you
one guess to see if you can tell me what we were talking about.
Tell me what you think he has invented."
Porky thought a moment with a deep frown on his face.
"It's a patent medicine he has invented," he ventured finally.
"That's a good guess," said Ledermann. "Such a good guess that I
think you must have heard some of our talk.
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