WILLETTS
Gold had seen the car vanish. He had not had time to elaborate preparations which would preclude all chances of Helder's escape.
"He can wait," he said, and addressed himself to the task of entering the building.
While he was examining the front door, he realized that the fugitives must have left some other ingress open, and he and the two Scotland Yard men made their way to the back of the building. The door through which Helder had passed was ajar; Gold ran in. The simple arrangement of the interior made a search no difficult matter. The door of Maple's prison had not been secured, and Gold made his way to the bedside of the forger.
It did not need a medical training to know that Tom Maple was in a bad way, and Gold's first business was to send for a doctor. The sick m
