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Emberg remarked to Larry over the wire, "he will be in no condition to tell his name, or give any information for some time. The story is safe with him. Now you'd better get busy on some other line of the case. The Scorcher is out, but they only have a scare yarn, without any foundation, to the effect that Mr. Potter is still in Italy, and that his family knows where he is."
Larry told her, and in a few minutes the message was being dictated over the Potter telephone to Mr. Emberg. "I'm glad to hear this, Larry," the city editor said. "We had quite a scare. I thought they had you beaten, even though Harvey came back and said Mrs. Potter sent down word there was no truth in the Scorcher yarn. You certainly had us scared."
I'll telephone the detective agency. I suppose the manager will be disappointed that a newspaper man beat him," which was exactly how the manager felt. The young reporter, bidding Grace and her father good-bye, returned to the office of the Leader, going down in Fritsch's auto. "Well, you have given us some news!" exclaimed Mr. Emberg. "Look at that!"
After many unsuccessful trials elsewhere, Larry got a position as office boy on the New York Leader. His devotion to duty had attracted the attention of Harvey Newton, one of the "star" reporters on the sheet, and Mr. Emberg, the city editor, took a liking to Larry. In spite of the enmity of Peter Manton, another office boy on the same paper, Larry prospered. He was sent with Mr.
Emberg of the new and unexpected turn the case had taken. "Keep right after it, Larry!" said the city editor. "Find Mr. Potter and get the story!" As the Leader reporter turned to go upstairs he saw, entering the hospital, a young man whom he recognized as Hans Fritsch, the German newspaper man he had met at the lonely tenement.
It's going to be quite a job, but maybe you can land him." "Hamden Potter's in Europe," said a reporter who "did" Wall Street, and who knew the movements of most of the financiers. "But he's expected back soon." "Maybe he's back by this time," Mr. Emberg went on. "Get out on the job, Newton. Hurry, Larry, it's close to edition-time."
Reporters were busy writing accounts of meetings they had covered the previous night, and others were going out on assignments to police courts, to look up robberies, murders, suicides, and the hundred and one things that go to make up the news of the day. "How would you like to try your hand at politics?" asked Mr. Emberg of Larry, when they had finished their talk about the man at the hut.
The Leader beat every other paper in New York on the Potter story, and Larry was the hero of the occasion. The next day he located Sullivan and cleared up that end of the case. "I suppose you'd like to take a short rest?" said Mr. Emberg to the young reporter a few days later. "You had quite a strenuous time of it in that automobile race." "I guess I could stand a little vacation."
"Where is Sullivan?" was the cry that went up, and in the next two days that became almost as much of a mystery as the disappearance of Mr. Potter. "Get busy, Larry," advised Mr. Emberg, and Larry did his best to follow the advice. Three weeks passed, and Sullivan was not found. His family professed not to know where he was, and the best newspaper men in New York could not find him.
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