Still, Eric Darrell prided himself on his manner of cross questioning, and he began to work the jehu in a manner that was novel to say the least.
Thus he found that to all appearances John had driven down town, and taken the gentleman to several places besides the apartment house where he held forth.
Altogether they had visited three houses where games of chance were going on but there was so much trouble effecting an entrance to these places that it had consumed much time.
If this were true it would make the puzzle darker than ever.
The question was, could John be trusted?
He had to watch the man keenly in order to read him at all.
An Irishman can dissemble about as well as the next one, and this jehu was a particularly bright boy, from the “ould dart.”
“Did you meet any one you knew about a quarter of twelve?” asked the detective.
“Did I—yes, it was just striking the midnight hour when I spoke to Mike Crotty, the night police at the corner av Broadway and Worth Street.”
“I know him—what remarks passed?”