"Yes, sir."
"I am looking for a young man, named Nat Morton. Can you tell me where I shall find him?"
"That is my name," replied our hero. He thought perhaps it might be an officer from police headquarters, with some message concerning Mr. Bumstead.
"Then you are just the person I want," the man went on. "You will have to come with me."
"Come with you? What for? Is it about Mr. Bumstead?"
"Yes," replied the man. "How did you guess?"
"Well, I've been expecting a message regarding him."
"Then what you will hear will be no news to you."
"Has he been arrested?"
"Arrested? No. Why should he be arrested?"