"I don't know. Wait until I get my breath and I'll talk."
"That's so. I'm a little troubled that way myself, don't you know. If I could have held that chap a little longer I would have had him."
"Yes, but he had help at hand."
"Right again, old chap. The other man came in at the wrong time. You know who he was, don't you?"
"No. I didn't get a good look at his face. Who was he?"
"One of the four swindlers from out West who got my watch and diamond pin!"
"You don't mean it;" cried Roy, much excited. He began to understand part of the plot now.
"That's who he was," declared the dudish salesman. "I knew him at once, but I couldn't warn you. I needed all my breath to hold that other man. What was his name? I've forgotten."
"He called himself Wakely. I met him at my hotel."
The exciting incidents of the last few minutes, and the surprise created by De Royster's announcement that one of the train swindlers was a friend of Wakely, set Roy to thinking.