They had seen the odd look he gave them, and set him down for a tricky and dangerous man to deal with.
Old King Brady took him in hand by saying:
"You are Mr. Mason, I believe?"
"That is my name, Mr. Brady."
"We have heard that your uncle has mysteriously disappeared."
"That's correct. We've reported the matter to the police. I presume you are here to get information about him, ain't you?"
"Yes. What do you know about the case?"
"Simply this: Last Monday he left this office at five o'clock and proceeded to the Union Club. At about eight o'clock, after his dinner, a telegram was brought in to him. He showed some agitation, put on his hat, took his umbrella and hastily departed. No one seems to know where he went. That was the last we've seen or heard of him since. We informed the police and nothing has yet come of it."
"Did he have any domestic or business trouble?"
"None that I'm aware of."