Then resuming his seat, he took up a morning paper. At first he read it listlessly, but soon his face assumed a look of eager interest.
This was the paragraph that arrested his attention:
“Should this meet the eye of Rudolph Rugg, who left England in the fall of 1887, he is requested to communicate with Jacob Morris, attorney at law, Room 1,503, No. —— Nassau street.”
Rudolph rose hurriedly.
Going?” asked the bartender.
Yes; I’ll be back again soon.”
CHAPTER XVI
AT THE ST. REGIS
When Rudolph reached the sidewalk he stopped to reflect on the meaning of the advertisement.
Perhaps it’s a trap,” he thought. “Perhaps after so many years they want to punish me. Shall I go?”