“ALL RIGHT,” continued Bob. “He snoops in to look for a clew. He doesn’t find any. Why? Because you covered up; and the Chief and I checked up after you.
“Reynold Barker wasn’t hooked up with us regular. His name can’t mean anything, even if The Shadow has found it out. So he missed when he came after a clew. The girl helped, by walking in on him.
“He’s laid off this place now. Maybe he’s trying somewhere else — maybe he’s quit.”
“The Boss is a smart guy, to dope it that way,” declared Briggs, in a relieved tone.
“Call him Chief,” advised Bob. “He likes that better.”
“The Chief, then.”
“Besides,” added Bob, “we’re safe on old Hodgson’s account. We got away with his body without any trouble. Had plenty of time to do it. It fixed every thing for us, because it put you in here — and let us ring in Clink, too.
“Don’t forget that Clink’s been watching in this room every night. He’s seen nothing of The Shadow.”
“Going to keep Clink on the job, if we have to stay a while longer?”
“No!” exclaimed Bob. “It’s all right for him to drop in late at night, while we’re alone. But not with the girl here!