"Who sent you in here?"
"Just dropped in."
"Sit down."
I eyed him sharply as he dropped into a chair.
"When did you quit the Philadelphia and Reading?"
"About six months ago."
"Fired?"
"Strike."
I began to get interested. After a few more questions I took him into the superintendent's office. But at the door I thought it well to drop a hint.
"Look here, my friend, if you're a spy you'd better keep out of this. This man would wring your neck as quick as he'd suck an orange. See?"