And once more he began to go over the sum of evidence which had accrued.
The question of the scrap of paper found in Braden's purse, and of the exact whereabouts of Richard Jenkins's grave in Paradise, he left for the time being.

What was now interesting him chiefly was the advertisement in the Times to which the bank-manager from London had drawn attention.

He had made haste to buy a copy of the Times and to cut out the advertisement.

There it was--old friend Marco was wanted by (presumably old friend) Sticker, and whoever Sticker might be he could certainly be found under care of J.Braden.It had never been in doubt a moment, in Bryce's mind, that Sticker was J.Braden himself.

Who, now, was Marco?
Who--a million to one on it!--but Ransford, whose Christian name was Mark?
He reckoned up his chances of getting at the truth of the affair anew that night.