He went to his rooms and changed his clothes, took a cold bath, and
crossed over to Delmonico's for his breakfast, and, while the waiter
laid the cloth in the cafe, glanced at the headings in one of the
papers. He scanned first with polite interest the account of the dance
on the night previous and noticed his name among those present. With
greater interest he read of the fight between "Dutchy" Mack and the
"Black Diamond," and then he read carefully how "Abe" Hubbard, alias
"Jimmie the Gent," a burglar, had broken jail in New Jersey, and had
been traced to New York. There was a description of the man, and Van
Bibber breathed quickly as he read it. "The detectives have a clew of
his whereabouts," the account said; "if he is still in the city they
are confident of recapturing him. But they fear that the same friends
who helped him to break jail will probably assist him from the country
or to get out West."
"They may do that," murmured Van Bibber to himself, with a smile of
grim contentment; "they probably will."
Then he said to the waiter, "Oh, I don't know. Some bacon and eggs and
green things and coffee."
VAN BIBBER AS BEST MAN
Young Van Bibber came up to town in June from Newport to see his
lawyer about the preparation of some papers that needed his signature.
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