I couldn't get away if I wanted to, and I give you my honor that I won't try.

Go and find some one you can talk this thing over with." Jimmie's eyes brightened with sudden recollection of his patrol leader's love for mysterious cases--his great liking for detective work.
"Say," he said, presently, "I'll go an' bring Ned Nestor.

He's my patrol leader, and the bulliest boy in New York.

He'll know what to do.

I'll bet he'll come here when he knows what the trouble is.