“I’ve discovered what became of him!”
“Where is he?” eagerly asked the detective.
“On the rail. He purchased a compartment on a train which will carry him to Marseilles, in the south of France.”
“Good! Has he been gone long?”
“Five hours ahead of us.”
“It would be hard to tell which train it is if we met it.”
“Very true; but I know when it is due at its destination to-morrow, and we have only to go ahead, and as we can easily pass him we will get there ahead of the cars. When the train arrives we’ll be waiting for him.”
“He may trick us again.”
“Perhaps, but he don’t know we are after him, and therefore will not look for us,” said Frank.
The Pegasus started off again.