THE UNDERGROUND PASSAGE.
As he reached the corner, Sturgis came upon Sprague, who was waiting for a car.
"Oh! I say, old man," exclaimed the artist, hardly able to conceal his elation, "I am glad to see you. I have news to tell you."
"So have I. But I am in a hurry now. Come along with me; we can exchange confidences on the way."
"Very well; whither are you bound?"
"I am on the track of big game. Can you spare a couple of hours? I think I can promise you an interesting afternoon."
"What is it? The Knickerbocker bank case?"
"Yes."
Sprague readily consented to accompany his friend.
"By the way," inquired Sturgis, "have you any weapons?"