"I wish you would ask the sergeant to step this way a moment."
That officer obeyed the summons at once, and when he stood at the door the detective said to him:
"Will you kindly tell this boy who I am? He is afraid I am sailing under false colors."
"You are Detective Harvey, sent by the inspector at New York in answer to a telegram I wired this morning. To give him perfect confidence in you I will say further that at present he is confined for passing counterfeit money, but if you should ask to have him released I guarantee that the charge will be withdrawn. Are you satisfied now, my boy?"
"Yes, I reckon it's all right. I'll take the chances; but if you fellers are playin' any game, the inspector is bound to raise a terrible row when I see him."
"That part of it is all right. Tell Harvey what you know, and I answer for it that it will be the same as if the inspector himself was here."
With this remark the sergeant walked away, and Jet said in a low tone:
"Now I'll tell the whole story; but first I want to know why that advertisement about me was put in the papers?"
"We thought those two men might have gotten hold of you, more especially since the manager at the district messenger station reported that you spoke of being hired to go to Yonkers."
Jet now gave, with careful attention to detail, the story of his misadventures from the time of leaving the Union Square Hotel, and Detective Harvey received the information with no slight degree of excitement.