"On. the contrary," said Morgan, "it would be taking no chance at all. That man has been wanted for a year for putting over a confidence game. I won't mention any names because lips sometimes tell stories to watchful eyes. You just sit here and you'll see something in a few minutes." With that, Morgan went out.
A few minutes later a man strolled through the lobby and approached the stranger. He leaned over and whispered to him and the two went out together. Marsh was congratulating himself that when this man got to Headquarters he might be made to talk to some effect, when Morgan and another man, whom Marsh easily recognized as a detective, approached.
"Where in blazes did your man go?" exclaimed Morgan.
Marsh stared for a moment. "Why I thought your man got him," he said. "Somebody came in and quietly took him out."
"Good-night!" exclaimed Morgan. "Somebody must have tipped him off." He turned to the man with him. "No use hanging around now. Our bird's flown."
As the man left them Morgan sat down again beside Marsh. "How the deuce did you know I was here?" he asked.
"I didn't," returned Marsh. "I had that bell boy page you to test the man across from me. I never had such a surprise in my life as when you turned up. What were you doing here?" he added.
"The Chief asked me to look into this Merton case. What were YOU doing here?"
"The same thing," replied Marsh.
"Looking up Merton?"