It drove all thoughts of his capture from his mind.
"Wright & Johnson," Ned murmured to himself. "I've heard that name
before, or else I've seen it somewhere. I wonder where. Wright & Johnson?
Did I see their sign when I was in New York, I wonder. No! I have it! It
was the name on the envelope of that letter Frank got the day we were in
swimming. That's it!"
Ned had struck the right clue. He referred to an occasion, told of in the
first volume of this series, when, as the four chums were in swimming one
day, a special delivery messenger from the post-office had brought Frank
a letter. On reading the epistle Frank had seemed much excited. He had
immediately left his companions and, when they followed him from the
water a little later, they found he had dropped the envelope, Bart had
picked it up, and shown it to his companions. In one corner was the name
of Wright & Johnson, lawyers, of 11 Pine Street, New York.
The boys had followed Frank back to town, and had seen him come from the
office of Judge Benton, a lawyer, and mail a letter in the post-office.
Bart gave Frank back the envelope, but the latter had told his chums
nothing of his queer letter.
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