As for the reward, Old King Brady scooped it in, and a big laugh we had on Detective Duffy and the old man Pease, who hung around the Grand Central till midnight watching for their man who never came.
“But it was only guess work after all,” says Old King Brady, when he gave me a big lump of money out of the reward a couple of weeks later on.
Very true.
It was all guess work.
But there’s something funny about Old King Brady and his guesses.
Somehow or other he manages to guess right nine times out of ten.
Note.—Now this case is only a sample of a good many.
I don’t know why I got the impression that Mr. Camm would try to reach Montreal by the Long Island road, but I had it as well as Dave Doyle. I don’t know why I get half my impressions, but I always follow them, and they don’t often lead me astray.