It seemed certain that Van had not alone come on to Boston to shadow the detectives or even to decoy them.
It was really to pay a visit to Doctor Scraggs’ asylum.
But what was his business there?
What sort of a place was it?
The Bradys felt that they were upon a new lead.
As they glided along on their snowshoes, they were resolved to solve the mystery that night if possible.
Nearer now they drew to the grounds of the asylum.
Now a barrier arose which seemed likely to thwart them.
CHAPTER IX.
A CLEVER GAME.
The savage baying of a dog broke the stillness of the winter night.