"All we can do is to report his presence here to the police, but I shall not be in a hurry. I don't propose to let this lump of dead flesh interfere with the progress of our case."
Thus saying, Old King Brady started up the pier.
He was disgusted to think that he had been just too late.
Still it was something to have recovered the money.
As for Ed, the old detective was not so anxious now.
It looked to him somewhat as if the boy might have gone in with Pow Chow on the deal.
Still he was determined to find Ed, for he felt sure that he had been carried off by the two Chinamen against his will.
They all advanced to the cottage now.
The house was dark save for a light in the kitchen window burning behind a drawn shade.
Old King Brady rapped smartly on the door.