Blood kept his collar turned up and his hat pulled over his eyes as if to escape recognition.
He had hardly entered the place, however, when three men stepped up to him.
They were a trio of as odd-looking crooks as ever saw the light of day.
The detectives knew them in an instant.
“By Jupiter! The Tough Trio!” exclaimed Harry.
“Whew!” whispered Old King Brady. “When did they return? They have not been seen around New York for five years.”
This was true.
The three men were a trio of the most dreaded crooks Gotham had ever known.
But they had been absent from New York for years.
The tall, lantern-jawed fellow with the patch over his eye was Dick Burke. He was a cool, shrewd villain, and the brains of the trio.