X - Seek the Women
LATE THAT NIGHT,—IN fact it was about midnight, when the onyx lobby was practically deserted save for an occasional late home-comer,—the two detectives arrived for a confab with Bob Moore.
This greatly pleased the night porter for he hoped to be looked upon as a sort of assistant detective, and felt sure he could be of valuable help.
“You know, Moore,” Gibbs began, “there are people who are looking askance at you, with a sort of half-formed suspicion that you know more about this thing than you have told. But I don’t think that,—at least, I think you are willing to tell all you know, if you haven’t already done so. How about it?”
“Why, it’s this way, Mr Gibbs. I am ready to tell all I know, and I think I have done so, but you can’t expect me to tell what I suspect or
