"I will let the matter drop," he said. "I don't want to get the boy into trouble."
He turned toward the door, but the detective was too quick for him.
"You will have to go with me," he said. "You have been trying a bold confidence game. I shall have to lock you up."
"Gentlemen," said Robinson, turning pale, "will you permit this outrage?"
"It is an outrage!" said the old gentleman, hotly.
"My friend," inquired the detective, "do you know this man?"
"No; but—"
"Then let me introduce him as Tom Maitland, one of the cleverest confidence men in Chicago."
He produced a pair of handcuffs, which he deftly slipped over the wrists of Percival Robinson, and led him out of the hotel.
Andy was satisfactorily vindicated, and, it must be admitted, enjoyed the discomfiture of the old gentleman, who slunk away in confusion.