The large dining room still showed that a desperate fight had taken place there, for the floor was covered with broken dishes.
The waiters and cooks had taken their departure for the night, and Parks and Nixon had gone out.
“What strikes me as peculiar,” said Geary, “is the way the fellows got out of the place.”
“The men you named a moment ago have a way of doing such things,” replied Gilmore.
“I stood right there by the stairs,” said Geary, “and I’ll take my oath that only one of them went in that rush.”
“Which one?”
“The advance agent.”
“Then, where did the other go?”
“I give it up.”
“I’m afraid the electric-drill scheme is busted,” said Gilmore. “If the detectives are onto us, we certainly can’t carry out the plans made in New York.”