For goodness' sake, show us the way, if you know it." Smith opened his black eyes very wide.
"You have to be somewhere in Hawk Street ?" he asked.
"Yes.

Merrett, Barnacle, and Company's the name.

I'm after a place they have got there." Smith's face passed through a variety of expressions, ending in the old solemn look as he quietly said, "So am I." "You!" I exclaimed.

"You after the same place?
Oh, Jack!" "I'm awfully sorry," said he.

"I didn't know--" "Oh, it's not that," I interrupted, "at all.