"That's what I've found out, Huck. I reckon that's the very No. 2 we're after."

     "I reckon it is, Tom. Now what you going to do?"

     "Lemme think."

     Tom thought a long time. Then he said:

     "I'll tell you. The back door of that No. 2 is the door that comes out into that little close alley between the tavern and the old rattle trap of a brick store. Now you get hold of all the doorkeys you can find, and I'll nip all of auntie's, and the first dark night we'll go there and try 'em. And mind you, keep a lookout for Injun Joe, because he said he was going to drop into town and spy around once more for a chance to get his revenge. If you see him, you just follow him; and if he don't go to that No. 2, that ain't the place."

     "Lordy, I don't want to foller him by myself!"

     "Why, it'll be night, sure. He mightn't ever see you--and if he did, maybe he'd never think anything."