The wiry little man received him with a good deal of excitement, and immediately took a package of papers from his bosom.
"I found them—the papers which I knew Jason had hid somewhere in the house," he exclaimed. "It took a long hunt, and I ransacked the whole place, but here they are."
Old Broadbrim took a seat at the table and began to open the jumbled papers.
"Where did Jason come from, Clippers?" he asked while he worked.
"I don't know. He would never tell me much about his past, but he had traveled some. He had been around the world, and at one time lived in Australia."
Just then something fell out of the package, and Old Broadbrim picked it up.
It was the counterpart of the photograph Custer Kipp had shown him in the library—the face of his deadly foe.
How had it come into Jason Marrow's possession?
Where did the occupant of the alley den get hold of it, and what did he know of the man it represented?
Clippers stood over his friend, the detective, and folded his arms while Old Broadbrim read the written papers found in the little house.