Harry smiled quietly in anticipation of what might occur.
When Stanley Berger left the car, the other man was close behind. Harry kept a reasonable distance in the rear, and had no difficulty whatever in keeping sight of both men while they made their way along a side street to Broadway.
Stanley Berger stopped at a theater. He called for a ticket which had evidently been reserved, and entered.
The other man did not follow. He pretended to be looking at the photographs displayed in the lobby. Harry did the same.
He felt sure that Berger was going to see the show. His trail could be picked up afterward.
Right now, it was most important to watch this man who seemed to be so interested in Berger’s actions.
THE roughly-clad individual evidently had the same thoughts as Harry, so far as Berger was concerned. He left the theater lobby, and walked about uncertainly for a few minutes.
Then he fumbled in his pocket, and counted out some money. After this procedure, he walked up to a standing cab.
Harry heard the address that the man gave to the driver. After the cab pulled away, Harry hailed another taxi, and gave the same destination.
The cab rolled along side streets. Harry noted that they were reaching a district where the houses were old and dilapidated.