CHAPTER XV

WHAT MR. DREW LEARNED “What’s the idea of having breakfast in the middle of the night?” Mr. Drew asked the question with good-natured gruffness as he yawned sleepily. “Why, look at that clock! It isn’t seven o’clock yet.” “I’m sorry,” Nancy apologized guiltily as she poured his coffee. “You see, it was this way. I knew you had a big morning ahead of you and I wanted you to get an early start.” “So it would seem, young lady. But, as it happens, I haven’t any special case coming up in court to-day.” “Dad, you haven’t…