37/39 I'll get this man Stanton for you if the boss will let me out for an hour. Shall I ask him ?" Pickert examined his finger-nails for a brief moment--one seemed in need of immediate repairs--his mind all the while in deep thought. The tramp might help or he might not. He evidently knew him, and it was possible that he also knew Stanton, the name borne by the woman charged with the theft; or the whole yarn might be a ruse to give the real thief a tip, and thus block everything. Lipton's place he frequented, and the Bowdoin House he could find. |