"And how did he get out there on the street?"
Pemmican rubbed his hands together, looking first to Thorne and then to the captain for approval.
"I dragged him out."
"Good work!" was Broderick's brief comment.
"Who did this thing?" asked Thorne.
Pemmican gulped. After a second he answered:—
"Challoner."
"Laurie Challoner? You don't say!" ejaculated Broderick. That was all the surprise manifested. Challoner's proclivities were too well known to everybody in the room; besides, Cradlebaugh's was always expecting the unexpected to happen.
"Challoner," exclaimed Thorne with a show of satisfaction, "is a client of mine!"
Broderick's eyes brightened.