Was this the same man he had dogged to the house in the suburbs?
He looked like him, and yet there seemed to be a slight difference in the voice.
The detective was puzzled.
"Where do you stop, Mr. Keene?"
"At the Golden Lion."
"Good hotel; but I would like to have you accompany me home. I would talk of the late crime at Ridgewood. I notice that a large reward has been offered for the perpetrator."
"It seems so."
"Of course you will strive to win the reward."
"Certainly."
The two men were now walking away from the vicinity of the saloon.