“Then you are pretty smart,” said Ike, “since you admit that there are some people who know something and that you don’t know it all, like that young man there.”
“What is your business?” demanded the detective in a rather sharp tone.
“Come with me and I will tell you all about it,” said Ike.
The detective meditated a moment. He was a busy man usually, and he had no time to listen to long romances.
“If you have anything to say speak out, lad. I am very busy.”
“Come with me and I will let you on to the job of your life.”
Murray looked the youth over, and being necessarily a keen reader of faces he concluded our hero was a very bright youngster, as he put it.
Ike had spoken in a low tone, and after an interval the detective said:
“Come into the office with me.”
“No, not there.”