"Why, that's quite a romantic story," commented John Scanlon. "To think of your having money all this time, and not knowing it!"
"And I'm still without it," said Nat, "and likely to be for some time, unless something happens."
"What a story that would make for the newspapers," went on John. "I once thought of becoming a newspaper reporter. This would be a dandy yarn."
"Hold on there, young fellow!" exclaimed the detective.
"What's the matter?" asked John.
"Don't go to tipping off the papers about this. We're going to have a hard enough time as it is to capture this chap, and we don't want him to know we're after him. If he sees something about it in the papers, he'll take the alarm and leave Buffalo before we can land him."
"Buffalo? Is he headed for Buffalo?" asked John Scanlon excitedly.
"Yes. Why?" asked Nat.
"Why, that's where we're going! My father's steam yacht leaves for Buffalo to-morrow. We're going to make the trip all the way to New York, by way of the St. Lawrence River, and we're going to stop off at Buffalo. Maybe we'll see this Bumstead."