"No one," he answered quickly. "Central told me there had
not been a call from this pay-station for half an hour."
"No one?" I echoed almost incredulously. "Then what did he do?
Something happened, all right."
Kennedy was evidently engrossed in his own thoughts, for he said
nothing.
"Haddon says he wants to do some scouting about," announced
Carton, when we rejoined them. "There are several people whom he
says he might suspect. I've arranged to meet him this afternoon to
get the first part of this story about the inside working of the
vice trust, and he will let me know if anything develops then. You
will be at your office?"
"Yes, one or the other of us," returned Craig, in a tone which
Haddon could not hear.
In the meantime we took occasion to make some inquiries of our own
about Haddon and Loraine Keith. They were evidently well known in
the select circle in which they travelled. Haddon had many curious
characteristics, chief of which to interest Kennedy was his speed
mania. Time and again he had been arrested for exceeding the speed
limit in taxicabs and in a car of his own, often in the past with
Loraine Keith, but lately alone.
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