So he tried to remain patient and hopeful. The trio were now all ready to leave the asylum.
Yet Harry did not return.
A fear came to the old detective that some mishap might have overtaken the young detective.
The three crooks now took their leave. Old King Brady felt the hands of his watch.
It was two o’clock.
He heard the crooks leave by way of the big front door. He did not dare to follow them.
But he was consoled with one reflection.
It might not be difficult to overtake them when Harry should arrive, for the trio had no snowshoes and must leave a plain trail.
So the old detective was patient.
It was half-past three before the long-looked-for summons came. The dogs were confined, so they gave no warning.