“That will do,” he decided, “but not just yet.”
He was fearful that Snell might be watching him, for he could not tell how suspicious that strange man might be.
So he walked around town a little while, made a complete change in his disguise, and finally returned to the lodging house opposite Bronco Bill’s.
There he hired a room that had a window opening on the street, at which he sat for some time, with his face hidden behind the curtain.
He saw enough to know that Snell was still at the “hotel,” and he was satisfied.
Late in the afternoon, Snell went out.
The detective followed, of course.
At first Snell did not seem to have any errand. He seemed to be walking for exercise.
But at last he stopped and looked in at a store window.
Rifles, revolvers, and all sorts of things that hunters need were displayed there.