He shook hands very warmly with his new friend after it all was over, and on leaving him made him promise to come and see him at his lodgings, where he would show him statistics, etc. The Senator then returned.
That evening he received a visit. The Senator heard a rap at his door and called out "Come in." Two men entered--ill-looking, or rather malignant-looking, clothed in black.
Dick was in his room, Buttons out, Figgs and the Doctor had not returned from the café.
"His Excellency," said he, pointing to the other, "wishes to speak to you on official business."
"Happy to hear it," said the Senator.
"His Excellency is the Chief of the Police, and I am the Interpreter."
Whereupon the Senator shook hands with both of them again.
"Proud to make your acquaintance," said he. "I am personally acquainted with the Chief of the Boston _po_lice, and also of the Chief of the New York _po_lice, and my opinion is that they can stand more liquor than any men I ever met with. Will you liquor?"
The interpreter did not understand. The Senator made an expressive sign. The interpreter mentioned the request to the Chief, who shook his head coldly.
"This is formal," said the Interpreter-"not social."