"I do, indeed. It's startling."
"Do you think he's the same man?"
"The Lord knows. It's hard to say. But I suspect he is. If he and Mr. Gloom were the same person, what possible object could he have had in putting that man out of the way?"
"We may find out later on."
The cab brought them to the palatial residence the missing broker had occupied, and a ring at the bell brought a negro flunky to the door.
He stared at the detectives, and they stared at him.
Then he uttered a startled cry, and retreating into the hall, he made a movement as if he were going to close the door in their faces.
Harry was too quick for him.
The boy sprang in and caught him by the throat.
Despite the fact that the coon now wore a dress suit, the detectives recognized him as the driver of the undertaker's wagon, whom "Mr. Gloom" had addressed as "Sim."