It was a sheet from this packet that the Wolf Patrol leader had copied.

He passed the large envelope containing the papers over to the other.
"What occurred when these papers were last left in this office over night ?" Nestor asked, and Fremont, a sudden recollection stirred by the question, replied that there had been an attempt at burglary the last time the Tolford estate papers were left there at night.
Nestor smiled at the startled face of the boy as he related the occurrence, but made no comment.

He was examining a bundle of letters at the time, and ended by putting them into a pocket as if to carry them away with him.
"They concern a proposed transaction in firearms and ammunition," the patrol leader said, in answer to Fremont's inquiring look.
"Now, it appears to me," Nestor said, after concluding his examination of the suite, "that you ought to keep out of the hands of the police until this affair can be thoroughly looked into.

Nothing can prevent your arrest if you remain here.

What about the proposed Black Bear Patrol trip down the Rio Grande and over into Mexico ?" "I wouldn't like to run away," Fremont replied.