“Did you ever see this man before? Did you see him at the riot, or did you speak to him at that time?” asked the inspector, pointing to Nick.
“I did not see him, for, as I told you, I was not anywhere near where the riot took place. I never saw the man before, and I certainly am not anxious to make his acquaintance.”
Nick and the inspector retired to one corner of the room, and talked over the situation. Legally, they could not hold the man, and Nick decided that he would let the two go, and have one of the department men follow them.
Nick was certain that the man was no other than Jack Weeden, and that the man was playing a desperate game, but he concluded that he had better allow him to depart thinking that he had fooled them than to hold him and have him discharged for lack of evidence.
“You don’t seem to take very much interest in your patients?” said Nick to the doctor, as he and his friend were taking their departure.
“I have had no patients in the last three days,” said the doctor.
“This was the limit,” said Nick to himself. Here were two men that he had seen earlier in the day, and now both of them denied their identity.
CHAPTER XLVIII.
CAPTURE OF MELOY.
It was late before Nick parted from the inspector of the Brooklyn headquarters.
They had gone over the question of “Mystery 47” thoroughly.