“That we had found out nothing and suspected nobody. And that was dead right, for we don’t, yet.”
“Did you find out whom he suspects?”
“Oh, no. He’s too fly for that. But I’m certain he’s laying for the two that he thinks did it.”
“He probably thinks right,” said Nick. “He makes a starter for you, Patsy.”
“That’s what I thought,” said Patsy. “Anyhow, I’ll stick to him and see who he talks to and how he talks.”
“That’s right,” said Nick, “and I’ll leave it to you, while I go on other lines.”
Nick went away, and Patsy placed himself for a long watch.
Spike Thomas still stood at the corner, keeping a sharp eye on all who passed or appeared on any of the four corners.
CHAPTER IV.
OVERREACHING A SHARPER.
An hour passed, during which Spike Thomas waited as patiently as Patsy, on the opposite corner, patiently watched him.