"Mean to follow it up? Man alive! Certainly I do. And what is more, I mean to lose no time in doing it," answered Corrigan, rising.
"I wish—" began Christopher, and then stopped.
"You wish you could go along?" asked the inspector, turning toward the lad with a friendly smile.
"That is what I was going to say—yes."
"Well, we'll take you. I think you've earned the right to be in at the finish."
"Really!" cried Christopher.
"Sure thing."
"Do you think he'd better go?" Mr. Burton queried, instantly anxious. "You hardly know what you are going to get into. It may be a trap of some sort. Suppose, as a matter of revenge, there were a bomb under the floor."
"I'm not doing any worrying on that score," responded the inspector. "Had Stuart sent the note to you or to me, I should be on my guard; but as it has come to Christopher, I have no fears. Of course, however, I shall take every precaution."
"I hope so, for the sake of every one concerned."