You remember Clancy was looking at a book of photographs when I brought you to the Bureau ?" "Yes." "He had found him then.

Some time since, during the anarchist troubles in Chicago, the French police sent us a lot of pictures, and this fellow's was among them." "Why didn't he ask me if I recognized him ?" "That is not pretty Fanny's way.

Clancy never does what any other man would do.

He hates to have anyone verify an opinion he has once formed.

Had you said the photograph resembled the man you saw outside the hotel Clancy would actually have begun to believe that he might be mistaken." "At any rate," said Curtis, smiling, "you two seem to have made marvelous progress with the inquiry since a set of drunken stokers broke up a harmonious gathering at Morris Siegelman's." "We have done pretty well, but this"-- and Steingall glanced at Lamotte--"this goes far beyond anything we hoped for to-night, or this morning, for the new day is growing old." Curtis was puzzled.