HE first point of destination of the police squad, was to the door out of which Will had made his escape, and he led the men directly to it. It was unlocked, as he had left it, but four men were left there, and the others followed the boy around to another street, where was the number at which he had entered the den.
"I've made no mistake in this number, but yet it don't look like the place," he said as he stopped before the door.
"I hope you have made no mistake, my lad," anxiously said Captain Daly.
"I know I have not, sir; but then I can't find the bell."
In vain he searched, there was no bell at the side, but instead a large old-fashioned knocker.
"This is a white door, sir, as you see, and the other was painted brown."
"Then you are certainly mistaken, my lad."
"No, sir, I am not mistaken, for this is the number, but—"
"But what?" asked Captain Daly, as Will paused.