But isn't there a hint in this ?" Bess considered.
"Would it not be wise to imitate the gentleman and set a spy to dogging him?
Perhaps something worth while might be discovered." The thought found favor with Richard, who, under usual circumstances, would have been against the proposal.

Yes, he would have Storri shadowed day and night.

It would be a retort for that spy about the Harley house.
Richard sent a message to Mr.Bayard, reciting his determination and asking advice.

He desired to do nothing that might work an interference in Mr.Bayard's arrangements concerning Northern Consolidated.
Mr.Bayard replied that he thought a better knowledge of Storri could do no harm; news of the enemy was ever a good thing.

Mr.Bayard went a step beyond, and said that he would send a man to Richard whom he could trust for the work.
The morning following the receipt of Mr.Bayard's message, a foppish, slender young gentleman accosted Richard.
"Mr.Storms, I believe ?" remarked the foppish stranger, lifting his hat.
"Yes, sir; Mr.Storms," said Richard.
"Mr.Bayard asked me to say that I am Inspector Val of the Central Office, New York, with two months' leave of absence at your service.".