Barely did he escape dropping the glass.
“The ear!” he said aloud. “It’s the ear.” Glancing about to make sure no one saw him, he took a thin box from his pocket and compared its contents to the ear of the central figure in the picture. The shot was of the man who had attempted to rattle Ogden Durant by his abusive language at the ball park; the shot Jimmie had taken on pure hunch as the man was being ushered from the grounds.
“The ear,” he thought, as his hand shook. “It’s the ear of the Silent Terror. That man at the ball park was the Silent Terror. I’ve taken his picture again. How strange!”
“Here you are,” said a voice close beside him. It was the artist with the pictures.
“Oh! Oh, yes!” the boy stammered. Thrusting the unusual photograph once more into his pocket he went on his way, walking almost in a daze.
CHAPTER X
THE ALASKAN MATCH CLUE
It goes without saying that at his first opportunity Jimmie called Tom Howe on the phone, then paid another visit to his lofty perch atop the sky-scraper.
“Good boy,” the young detective exclaimed when Jimmie had told of this fresh discovery. “You’re doing great work. Keep it up and we’ll get that Silent Terror before he becomes too dangerous.
“This picture,” he went on thoughtfully, “is a little better than the first one. I suggest,” he smiled a winking smile, “that you try a front view or profile next time. However, we get a little more of his face this time and we have learned much of his character. That helps.”
“What have you learned?” Jimmie asked.