the days when both of them had worn knickerbockers. Gently but firmly
entrusting the stranger to the care of a convenient policeman, Whitaker privately
admitted that he was outclassed, that it was time for him to seek the protection of
his friends.
He began with Drummond. The latter, of course, had moved his offices; no
doubt he had moved them several times; however that may be, Whitaker had left
him in quiet and contracted quarters in Pine Street; he found him independently
established in an imposing suite in the Woolworth Building.
Whitaker gave one of Mr. Hugh Morten's cards to a subdued office-boy. "Tell him," he requested, "that I want to see him about a matter relating to the estate of Mr. Whitaker."
The boy dived through one partition-door and reappeared by way of another w
