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"I understand you, sir," said Fogerty, drily. For some moments Mershone now remained silent. Then he asked; "What are your instructions concerning me?" To his surprise the boy made a simple, frank admission. "I'm to see you don't get into more mischief, sir." "And how long is this nonsense to continue?" demanded Mershone, showing a touch of anger for the first time. "Depends on yourself, Mr.
An hour later she suggested to Uncle John that he have a detective placed where Diana's movements could be watched; but that had already been attended to by both Mr. Merrick and Mr. Fogerty. Uncle John could hardly credit Diana's complicity in this affair.
Merrick accepted me without knowledge of my antecedents. They are entitled to as full an explanation as as I am." "You place me, Melville, in a rather embarrassing position," declared Fogerty. "This is a queer case the queerest in all my experience. Better let me post you in a private interview." Smith trembled a bit, from nervousness; but he persisted in his demand.
"Fogerty is highly recommended," explained Arthur, and related what the house detective of the Waldorf had said. "Better go at once and hunt him up," suggested Uncle John. "What time is it?" "After two o'clock. But I'll go at once." "Do; and let us hear from you whenever you've anything to tell us," said the Major. "Where's Patsy?" asked Arthur. "Sound asleep.
There was no struggle, because there was no resistance. The captors quickly tossed the detective into the car, an open one, which again started and turned into a side street. Fogerty, seated securely between the two burly fellows, managed to straighten up and rearrange his clothing. "Will you kindly explain this unlawful act, gentlemen?" he enquired. The man on the left laughed aloud.
Secondly, I'm game to give an account for all my deeds, now that I've played the farce out, and lost. I I really haven't the ambition, Fogerty, to make a new start in life, and try to reform. What's the use?" Fogerty did not reply. Perhaps he realized the case was entirely hopeless.
"At ten o'clock I left her, now she is gone," said the old woman, who appeared as greatly agitated as her mistress. "Good gracious! you don't mean to say she's left the house in this storm?" exclaimed Patsy, aghast at the very thought. "What shall we do? What can we do?" demanded Beth, eagerly. Fogerty started up the stairs.
You see it would be almost impossible to get her out of town without discovery. But I'll admit this detective force is the finest aggregation of incompetents I've ever known and I don't believe your precious Fogerty is any better, either." Of course Beth and Patsy had to be told of their cousin's disappearance as soon as the first endeavor to trace her proved a failure. Patsy went at once to Mrs.
It would not surprise me if some day Thursday Smith suddenly remembered who he was." "In the meantime," said Uncle John, "I'm going to make an effort to discover his identity." "In what way, Uncle?" asked Patsy. "I'll set Fogerty, who is a clever detective, at work.
"H'm," muttered Fogerty; "you recall it now, don't you?" "No. You tell me my name is Melville, and you seem to recognize me as a man whom you once knew. I accept your statement in good faith, but I cannot corroborate it from my own knowledge." "That's queer," retorted Fogerty, his cold eyes fixed upon the man's face.
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