do you come to me? Take it to the proper authorities."

"Shall I?" asked Kennedy quietly, leaning over and whispering a
few words in Dorgan's ear. I could not hear what he said, but
Dorgan appeared to be fairly staggered.

When Kennedy passed out of the Boss's office there was a look of
quiet satisfaction on his face which I could not fathom. Not a
word could I extract from him on the subject, either. I was still
in the dark as to the result of his visit.




XXIV

THE DEBACLE OF DORGAN


Sunday morning came and with it the huge batch of papers which we
always took. I looked at them eagerly, though Kennedy did not seem
to evince much interest, to see whether the Carton photographs had
been used. There were none.

Kennedy employed the time in directing some work of his own and
had disappeared, I knew not where, though I surmised it was on one
of his periodic excursions into the underworld in which he often
knocked about, collecting all sorts of valuable and interesting
bits of information to fit together in the mosaic of a case.