"Yes. I am going out to lunch myself; you can accompany me."
The reporter led the way to Fourteenth Street, where Gerald found a neat and satisfactory restaurant. The robbery had not spoiled his appetite, and he did justice to a generous meal.
When they left the restaurant the reporter asked: "Where are you going now?"
"I don't know. I have no particular plans."
"Then come with me. There has been a fire on Third Avenue, and I am commissioned to inquire particulars of the losses and insurance. It will give you an insight into city life."
"I shall be glad to go with you."
They visited the scene of the fire, and half an hour was consumed by the reporter in gathering the needed information. Then they walked down the avenue toward Fourteenth Street.
All at once Gerald clutched his companion's arm.
"Look, Mr. Brown," he said; "there is the man that robbed me!"
A few rods in advance, walking with his usual sauntering gait, was Turner, known to Gerald as William Brand.