“No; but I learned his name.”
“What was it?”
“George Donnelson.”
“All right. Go ahead.”
“There was nothing for me to do but hang around. I was pretty sure that any attempt to find out what Claymore was doing would make him suspicious. So I didn’t go into the building even, but stayed outside on the other side of the street.
“It was a dull wait till a little while ago.
“Then something happened.
“A man came hurrying up the street and another man after him. I thought I had seen them both before somewhere, from their motions, but I couldn’t see their faces in the dark. I suppose I wouldn’t have bothered to get a closer look, if they hadn’t stopped right in the entrance to the building where Claymore has his office.
“That interested me, and I crossed over.
“One man was holding the other back.