“I told you before that I do not fancy this business of spying on a fellow. I haven’t changed my mind.”
“But you agreed to go along. You wished to convince me that Hooker was on the square.”
“I don’t know that I wish to convince anybody.”
“Why—why——”
“Hooker was here a short time ago, and I had a talk with him.”
“I don’t suppose you gave him a hint——”
Bart had started up, but Frank motioned for him to sit down.
“Of course not!” he exclaimed. “Do you think I’d let him know that anybody could induce me to spy upon him?”
“I didn’t know but you might let something slip,” muttered Bart--“something to put him on his guard.”
“Not a word. I found him here in my room waiting for me. Why do you suppose he came?”