The truth is, I want to prosecute a search for a certain criminal, and I think a man of the stamp I wish to meet could help me more than a regular detective whose person is known and who would be instantly suspected.

I'm not looking to arrest, but only to find a certain man.

I shall pay him to whom you send me for his trouble, and you for putting me in touch with him." "It's an irregular thing to do," remarked Mr.Slater, "but I see no harm." Mr.Slater rang a bell and asked for Mr.Norris.
"Norris," said Mr.Slater, "this party wants to be put next to London Bill--wants to be made solid with Bill.

That's as far as you go." "All right," said Mr.Norris.Then addressing Storri: "If you come now, I think I can locate your man in fifteen minutes." Storri and Mr.Norris drove to a doggery near the East River, in the vicinity of James Slip.

It was called the Albion House.