"Do you really intend to take me to Ludlow Street?"
"I do."
"Not to-night," exclaimed the man, and he sprung upon the detective, but he might as well have leaped head first at a hornet's nest.
The detective was ready for the man, and he brought him to his knees upon the grass, and an instant later the darbies were on him.
The man squealed like a pig, but the conviction was forced upon his mind that he had met Vance.
CHAPTER XXXV.
Having laid out the scoundrel, Vance bid the fellow follow, and taking him to Ludlow Street he left him in charge.
On the way to the jail the man begged like a trooper to be released, plead that he was only joking, and that he was really only a "crank," but the detective's invariable reply was:
"I know you and until you 'open up' and tell who employed you to 'shadow' me, you will be kept close."
Our hero learned from the incident the terrible risks that threatened him, and he determined to be even more careful.