“We can understand why Miles is so eager to catch us, I think,” answered Matt.
McGlory’s thoughts went off on another tack.
“About what time was it, do you think,” he asked, “when Tibbits and his gang left the house, last night?”
“I didn’t look at my watch,” said Matt. “How long had I been asleep when you awoke me?”
“About two hours.”
“Then it was nearly midnight when the car pulled out.”
“How long would it take that outfit to reach New York?”
This was rather an important point. Up to that moment, Matt had not given it much thought.
“I should think,” said he, after a little reflection, “that the trip would take eight or ten hours. The car would have to hit a smart clip, at that, and keep it up.”
“Then Tibbits and his gang couldn’t reach the city before nine or ten o’clock?” queried McGlory.