“I was mistaken,” thought Patsy, “or the second chap is a better shadow than I am.”
For some blocks he kept up his chase, never losing sight of Snell, and seeing nothing more of the other.
Meantime Snell was apparently wandering around aimlessly.
He would stop at a corner and wait a full minute before he made up his mind which way to go.
Often he changed his direction.
In this way he got into a neighborhood which was very quiet in the evening.
Part way down a block he stopped suddenly, stood still for a moment and then went close to a building.
He was then in such deep shadow that Patsy could not see him.
“Somebody spoke to him,” reasoned the detective.