This request was soon sent over the wire, and word came back that a man would be detailed to watch the boarding place of the suspected man.
“And that’s all we can do now,” said the lawyer. “Let’s go home.”
Larry paid an early visit to the bank the next morning. He was at once admitted to Mr. Bentfield’s room.
“Have you heard anything from Hackenford?” asked the reporter.
In reply, the bank president handed him a telegram. It read:
“House carefully watched. Man described did not enter or leave it.”
“He seems to have disappeared,” remarked the president. “What do you think of it, Larry?”
“I don’t know what to think. But I’m going out to Hackenford, and see the man who was watching the house. There’s something wrong somewhere.”
CHAPTER XIX
LARRY ON THE TRAIL
Those were busy days for Larry Dexter. Not only did he have to consider his paper, and arrange for a story each day about the bank mystery, but he had to act as a sort of detective, and keep after the various ends of the puzzling case. No wonder that he was not home much, and that his mother complained that she was forgetting what he looked like.