"But if you're arrested she'll hear about it and come back to the city."

"I'm not going to be arrested. You're too sensible a man to do such a
thing. I can see that.

"Here we are. We get off at Franklin street. My place of business is
just a little way up the street, toward Broadway."

They left the train. Nick was beginning to feel that a mistake had been
made. This man's easy manner and perfect confidence were hard to square
with the idea of his guilt.

"By the way," said the suspect, as they descended the stairs, "I forgot
to give you my card."

He handed it to Nick as he spoke, and the detective read this:

MR. JOHN JONES.

ALLEN, MORSE & JONES,
Electrical Fixtures,
_The "Sunlight" Lamp_.

"What did I tell you!" exclaimed Gaspard, who was looking over Nick's
shoulder. "It is the name that was on the register. He is the man."

But Nick took a different view. He was of the opinion that Mr. Jones had
presented very strong evidence of his complete innocence.