CHAPTER XX
THE DOTS IN A TRIANGLE
Two days went by, and so far as the general public knew the affair of the hold-up had come to a standstill. The police authorities and one of the private detectives were working on such clues as they could pick up in and around Wall Street and among such professional hold-up men as could be rounded up, while two of the private detectives were following up all the clues vouchsafed by the Rovers concerning their various enemies.
“I’ve heard that you’ve had another enemy named Dan Baxter,” said one of the detectives to Dick. “What about him?”
“Dan Baxter reformed years ago and he has now quite a reputation as a successful traveling salesman. He has a son, Walter, who was a chum of our boys when all of them went to Colby Hall. I don’t think the Baxters had anything to do with this.”
“Well, we want to get all the leads we can,” was the detective’s reply.
From one of the police detectives the Rovers gained quite some information concerning the two bandits known as Lefty Ditini and Black Ronombo. These fellows, who had lived both in Mexico and in Havana, Cuba, were very crafty criminals and were wanted for a long chain of crimes both in the West Indies and Mexico, as well as in some of our Southern states, notably Louisiana and Texas.
“It’s only within the last year that these two rascals dared to come North and work in Philadelphia and New York,” explained the detective. “They’re both small and dark, and as hard boiled as bandits come.”
“Well, our bookkeeper says two of the men were small and dark,” answered Dick Rover; “so it’s just possible you are on the right track. If so, go to it, by all means, and round up these two rascals as quickly as you can.”
“I only wish I could!” was the reply, and the detective heaved something of a sigh. “There are rewards aggregating forty thousand dollars for the capture of Ronombo and rewards aggregating half that amount for the capture of Ditini. I wouldn’t like anything better than to capture that sixty thousand dollars!”