that would be giving the thug credit for too much cleverness!
At that moment King Tut, who had been foraging about the neighborhood, sniffing as he foraged, came trotting up to Speedy. He tugged at his master's trousers. At first Speedy paid no attention to the animal, except to reach down absent-mindedly and pat his head. But now King Tut barked eagerly, agitatedly. Speedy looked down at him. The dog ran a few steps and stopped, as if urging the youth to follow. When Speedy attempted to call him back, King Tut, instead, ran over to a barn-like little shed next door to the ferry house and, standing in front of the half rotting door, barked more loudly than ever. Speedy had not noticed this shed before and now for a moment thought that Tut had probably located a stray cat in there, or something to eat. Nevertheless, he determined to investigate.
Reaching the shed, he saw that the entrance to it was barred by a half-tumbled-down door that had once slid by means of rollers on a metal runway at the top. What aroused his interest at once was the fact that new nails had apparently been driven in both sides of this door in order to hold it in place. Speedy at once seized the door and attempted to open it by brute force, of which he had plenty. It refused to budge. Abandoning this attempt for a few seconds, he hurried around the side of the shed and searched the ground for some mechanical means of forcing the door open. He was almost at once rewarded by nearly stumbling over a little pile of
