Anderson Crow felt that he was on the right track; he was now engaged in as pretty a piece of detective business as had ever fallen to his lot, and he was not going to spoil it by haste and overconfidence.
Just why Anderson Crow should "shadow" the schoolhouse instead of the teacher's temporary place of abode no one could possibly have known but himself--and it is doubtful if _he_ knew.

He resolved not to answer the Chicago letter until he was quite ready to produce the girl and the proof desired.
"I'd be a gol-swiggled fool to put 'em onter my s'picions an' then have 'em cheat me out of the reward," he reflected keenly.

"You cain't trust them Chicago lawyers an inch an' a half.

Doggone it, I'll never fergit that feller who got my pockit-book out to Central Park that time.

He tole me positively he was a lawyer from Chicago, an' had an office in the Y.M.C.A.