CHAPTER XIV.A CHANGE OF FRONT.
Patsy had made his way to the Madison Square Garden at once, and presented his letter to the prominent banker.
“I should think,” said the banker, as he folded up the letter, after reading it, “that Mr. Carter would devote his energies rather to finding out who killed Mrs. Constant than to finding out who poisoned her dogs.”
“Oh, Mrs. Constant is all right,” replied Patsy. “She wasn’t killed.”
“Not killed?” replied the banker. “The papers said so.”
“All a mistake,” said Patsy. “Mrs. Constant is well, though she ain’t happy, for the reason that it was her sister who was killed.”
“That beautiful girl!” exclaimed the banker, eager to know all that Patsy could tell him.
Though the lad was anxious to get to work, he was compelled to delay while he satisfied
