The detectives, it is hardly necessary to say, were interested.
Yet Mr. Blood met the trio familiarly and as if they were old friends.
All drank at the bar and then withdrew to a table nearby.
The detectives in their clever disguise were not recognized.
They also sat at a table and pretended to sip the vile beer which the place afforded.
They regretted that not a word of the conversation reached them.
It was impossible to get any nearer without exciting suspicion.
So the Bradys were compelled to wait and be satisfied with the assumption that something of importance was being discussed.
They were content now to accept as a fact that their first theory was absolutely correct.
The murder of Evelyn Grimm was the work of Napoleon Blood.