It may be just as well for me to tell you, too, that nobody at home knows where I am, and that but two persons in New York know me at all.

One is a man named Carlin, who served on one of my father-in-law's vessels, and the other is his sister Martha, who was a nurse in my wife's family.
"Dalton, so I understood, had considerable money when he left, enough to last him some months, and until yesterday I have hunted for them where I thought he would be sure to spend it, in the richer cafes and restaurants, outside the opera-houses and the fashionable theatres--places where two strangers in the city would naturally spend their evenings, and a woman loving light and color as she did would want to go.
"All these theories were upset last night when Mrs.Cleary gave me some details of a woman she had picked up near your church.

She found her, it seems, some months ago--last April, in fact--on the steps of a private house near your church--here on 29th Street--took her home and made her spend the night there.

In the morning she disappeared without any one seeing her.

Yesterday, while moving the bureau in my room, Mrs.Cleary found a sleeve-link on the carpet; she thought it was one I had dropped.
I have it in my trunk.