I think I can trust you with this." Mr.
Rae shook the young man warmly by the hand, beamed on him for one brief moment with his amazing smile, presented to his answering smile a face of unspeakable gravity, and left him extremely uncertain as to the proper appearance for his face, under the circumstances.
Before Mr.Rae had gained the street Dunn was planning his campaign; for no matter what business he had in hand, Dunn always worked by plan.

By the time he himself had reached the street his plan was formed.

"No use trying his digs.

Shouldn't be surprised if that beast Potts has got him.

Rotten bounder, Potts, and worse! Better go round his way." And oscillating in his emotions between disgust and rage at Cameron for his weakness and his folly, and disgust and rage at himself for his neglect of his friend, Dunn took his way to the office of the Insurance Company which was honoured by the services of Mr.Potts.
The Insurance Company knew nothing of the whereabouts of Mr.Potts.
Indeed, the young man who assumed responsibility for the information appeared to treat the very existence of Mr.Potts as a matter of slight importance to his company; so slight, indeed, that the company had not found it necessary either to the stability of its business or to the protection of its policy holders--a prime consideration with Insurance Companies--to keep in touch with Mr.Potts.That gentleman had left for the East coast a week ago, and that was the end of the matter as far as the clerk of the Insurance Company was concerned.
At his lodgings Mr.Dunn discovered an even more callous indifference to Mr.Potts and his interests.