"Yes, I am, and I'm not ashamed of it, either. My father was a good man."
"He is dead?"
"Yes, and so is my mother. She was a Mexican woman. I was born and brought up in Mexico. I wish I had never left it."
"Listen, Miss Reyes," said the old detective. "You say you need money. If through your means I can rescue Miss Montgomery from the clutches of Dr. Garshaski, I am going to give you $200."
"And you will arrest him and send him up?"
"I most certainly shall."
"Then I'll help. My aunt told me that the doctor had Miss Montgomery at the House of the Seven Delights, but she did not say he was holding her a prisoner. She lives there herself. She ought to know."
"Where is this House of the Seven Delights?"
"It runs through from Dupont street to China alley," was the reply, and the woman named the block.
"And what is it?" persisted Old King Brady.