The office of Joe Leslie was his destination, and he made his way thither after leaving the elevated road.
Leslie was in John Street, and carried on a business in precious stones, of which he was one of the best judges in the city.
He was a man of considerable wealth, but being of an unostentatious nature he did not put on much style, preferring to live quietly and well.
When Eric Darrell ascended the stairs of the large building in which his friend had his offices, he was forcibly reminded of times gone by when Joe was a bachelor, and the two had been warm friends, passing through numerous scenes of pleasure in company.
CHAPTER XV
COMPARING NOTES
Joe was in.
When the detective sent his card by the same clerk whom he had helped Joe rescue from the clutches of the gamblers, he was shown to the private office.
Here he found his friend seated at his desk, and busily engaged with a pile of letters that had come in the morning mail.
Joe greeted him cordially and begged him to wait a few minutes, when he would be through with his task.
This suited the detective exactly, since it gave him a chance to watch the other.