Suddenly Old Broadbrim forced him back into a chair and then stood over him.
"Now, sir, why did you shadow me?" he asked.
"I didn't."
"No lies, sir.
"You were on the sidewalk watching me like a hawk; I am Roland Riggs, yet you shadow me."
"Roland Riggs?" grinned Danny of Melbourne. "When did you get that name?"
"It has always belonged to me—the name my parents gave me."
It was evident from his glance that the old man did not believe this, for he grinned again and looked into Old Broadbrim's face.
"Come! You must tell me the truth. I'll hand you over to the authorities if you keep it back."
Danny winced.