“No, I think not. As soon as Galt saw you he would flee, and might escape. He wouldn’t know Mr. Roscoe. Besides I think it likely he is planning a robbery in Denville, and he will stay there until he has done the job.”
Mr. Harrison and Dan transacted their business and returned to Hayden. Then they had an anxious wait until evening, when the detective was expected back.
“I never knew such a long afternoon,” remarked Dan, about four o’clock.
They were at supper when Mr. Roscoe came in.
“No good news,” was the detective’s first remark, given in despondent tones. “He’s a slippery, customer, that Galt.”
Mr. Harrison quickly related what the farmer had told him.
“Then we’ll start at once for Denville,” decided the detective. “Come on. I may need help.”
The house was locked up and the three started off.
“Shall we hire a carriage at the livery stable?” asked Mr. Harrison. “Mine is rather small.”
“It will be better to take yours, even if we are a little crowded, than to go to a public place, and cause comment. We shall manage. Can your horse travel fast?” asked the detective.