"I am certain he is the same man."
"But I know the man."
"Who is he?"
"I asked his name a few days ago. His name is Woodford Dunne. He is not an officer—a bank clerk, I think, or possibly a traveling salesman. One thing is certain: he was not trailing your man, not trailing any one."
The man who had asked "Who is he?" was thoughtful a moment and then said:
"Our danger may be greater than you imagine."
"Nonsense!"
"I say yes."
"How?"
"Are you dead certain that man Woodford Dunne is not in this club to shadow you?"