“I looked at him closely, and I’m sure I never saw him before. He is an utter stranger to me.”
“And he seemed to blame you for something—what was it? He seemed somehow to connect you with the girl.”
“I know it, and that is part of the mystery, Jack. As a rule, I enjoy mysteries, but there is something unpleasant in this one, and I do not like it much. If it had not been for the crowd and the public place, I’d made an attempt to get something out of him. But I could not do it there.”
“We might follow——”
“A good idea,” nodded Frank, as they turned into Twenty-fifth Street. “Let’s see if we cannot overtake him.”
But the man, like the girl, had vanished.
CHAPTER VIII
FRANK FINDS HIMSELF PURSUED.
Frank Merriwell had been detained in New York far longer than he intended when he left New Haven, and even now he felt a reluctance to go back, though it seemed that an unseen power was drawing him.
He had been able to rescue Inza from great peril, he had protected her father from probable arrest, had been in time to hold back Jack Diamond from a reckless plunge into dissipation caused by the coldness of Juliet Reynolds, and had saved young Collins, a stranger, from disgrace and suicide.