The stranger shrugged his shoulders.
"He may have had good reasons for running away," he said. "However, that is none of my business. I suppose you missed nothing during the night."
"No. Good morning."
The stranger went out, directing his steps toward the Falls.
An hour later a quiet-looking man entered the office.
"Good morning, Mr. Ferguson," said the clerk. "What brings you here so early?"
"Business," answered the other briefly. "Did you have any late arrivals last evening?"
"Yes; two."
"Who were they?"
"A man and boy."