Nick had remained only to question the chief concerning Bart Bailey, and to find out what had been learned about him in the house he had been seen to enter.
“Nothing was known about him there, Nick,” the chief[{8}] replied. “It is a lodging house and is run by an honest, elderly woman. Bailey was there about ten days ago, remaining only two nights, and requesting the privilege of leaving a suit case until he could call for it.”
“That is why he went there this morning?”
“Yes. He remained only ten minutes.”
“He is a stranger to the landlady, I infer.”
“Yes, a total stranger. She knows nothing about him. I happen to know, however, that he’s a very bad egg, and I wanted to get him.”
Nick remained only a few moments longer, then went to the outer office and rejoined the waiting girl.
“Come with me,” he said pleasantly. “There is no occasion for you to remain here. I don’t think you will ever be wanted again, Miss Bailey.”
“I cannot express my gratitude, Mr. Carter,” she replied, while she accompanied him to the street.
“Don’t try,” smiled Nick. “Tell me something about yourself and your brother. He used to work for Mantell & Goulard, I understand.”