The other man shook his head.
"Well, say, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Nothing, thanks," said Doane. "Only tell me my name, and who I am."
"Lord, I don't know."
"What sort of a club is the Lincoln?" asked Hatch.
"It's a sort of a millionaire's club," Manning explained. "Lots of iron men belong to it. I had considerable business with them--that's what took me to Pittsburg."
"And you are absolutely positive this is the man you met there?"
"Why, I _know_ it. I never forget faces; it's my business to remember them."
"Did he say anything about a family?"
"Not that I recall. A man doesn't usually speak of his family at a poker table."