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For, the paper he had picked up was part of an envelope like those which had contained the letters Grace received from her father. And on the scrap was her name, but the envelope had been spoiled by a blot of ink in writing the address. It had been torn up and thrown away, to remain a mute bit of evidence. "Mah Retto knows Mr. Potter!" exclaimed Larry.
The window was one which he and Grace had just stepped away from, after inquiring as to where Captain Padduci's hotel was. If the voice attracted Larry the sight of the man himself did more to rivet his attention. For the first glance showed him the inquirer was none other than the mysterious individual, Mah Retto.
Hurry, Dexter!" "I'll start at once. I wonder if Grace is better?" The young reporter and Retto left the small room. Larry soon found that Grace had recovered from her swoon. Rapidly he told her of what he proposed doing. With her he would go to Jersey City and try to trace the missing millionaire. "And we'll find him!" he added, with vigor. He went downstairs to telephone to Mr.
He did not see Retto emerge, and then he decided on a new plan. "I'll inquire if he is stopping there," he said to himself. "If he is I'll wait until to-morrow before acting. I'll let him think everything's all right. It's the best way." Sauntering into the hotel lobby he found no one but the night clerk on duty, though there were a few sleepy bell-boys sprawled on a bench.
He seemed unable to speak. "Yes yes!" exclaimed Larry, eagerly. "Where is he?" "He is " Then Retto fell back on the bed. "He has fainted!" cried the nurse, running to the cot. "The strain has been too much for him," and she pressed an electric button which summoned the doctor. Larry moved to one side. The unexpected outcome of his interview had startled him. He did not quite know what to do.
I'll go downstairs with you and introduce you to the janitor." That functionary was unable to throw any light on where Retto had gone. Evidently, for the time being, the chase had come to an end. Larry made his way to the nearest elevated station and rode in the direction of the Potter home.
The name, though peculiar, Larry thought, was not dissimilar to scores of others, for the steamer had on board a cosmopolitan lot of passengers. No one knew how Retto had been lost. As Larry was on his way to the telegraph office a sudden thought came to him. "That's it!" he exclaimed. "The man who came ashore on the life-raft is this missing Mah Retto.
If he does not well, the authorities can open it. It may contain money or something that will tell about the poor fellow. I leave it with you." Larry was glad to get possession of the package that seemed of such importance to Retto.
Let us hear from you in time for the first edition. Whatever you learn from Retto will make the leading part of to-day's account." "I'll telephone in," said Larry, as he hurried from the city room. Larry anticipated meeting with some difficulty in getting Retto to talk. He knew the man must have a strong motive for aiding Mr. Potter.
I have straightened matters out so that he can support Reilly as he promised to do, Larry, in that interview he gave you. I think that was all he wanted me to come back for. "Sullivan used to go up and watch my house," Mr. Potter went on. "He thought I was there, I suppose. Retto also watched it, but for a different purpose.
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