"We probably haven't heard the worst yet, Harry."
"Let's go to the office and see how much he stole."
Old King Brady was eager for the facts, and they passed out together.
In half an hour they reached Dalton's office and found a policeman in charge, all the clerks frantic with alarm, and the safe open.
"There's been a robbery here," said the policeman to the detectives.
"How much was taken?" asked Harry.
"Thirty thousand dollars in cash and bonds."
"Well, we know who did the job. The clerks must go, and we must close and lock the doors after I secure a few papers."
They had a talk with the chief clerk, got all the details, and the place was then vacated and locked up.
Returning to the street the detectives strode down Broad street toward the Battery, and the old sleuth remarked: