He was in luck.
A door connected his apartment with that occupied by Elmer Greer and his friends.
The door was locked, but the keyhole afforded him a good chance of listening.
“You have made a nice mess of this business, Greer,” were the first words the eavesdropper heard, and they were uttered by the broker.
“Why, my dear, Tom,” replied Elmer, “old Field hasn’t turned up yet.”
“But he has,” said the other; “read that ‘extra.’”
“It is impossible.”
Greer took the paper from the broker’s hand.
The article was headed “The Lost Millionaire Found.”
And it went on to describe the finding of the corpse of the missing banker floating in the East River.