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Reeve, Arthur B. (Arthur Benjamin), 1880-1936

"Guy Garrick"

If these people
have done nothing more, they'll think they have at least given an
example of their resourcefulness and succeeded in throwing another
scare into Warrington. But there's one thing I'd like to be able
to tell Mr. Chief, however. He can't throw any scare into me, if
that's his game."


CHAPTER XV
THE PLOT

We had been able to secure a key to the hotel entrance of the Old
Tavern, so that we felt free to come and go at any hour of the day
or night. We let ourselves in and mounted the stairs cautiously to
our room.
"At least they haven't discovered anything, yet," Garrick
congratulated himself, looking about, as I struck a light, and
finding everything as we had left it.
Late as it was, he picked up the detective receiver of the
mechanical eavesdropper and held it to his ears, listening
intently several moments.
"There's someone in the garage, all right," he exclaimed. "I can
hear sounds as if he were moving about among the cars. It must be
the garage keeper himself--the one they call the Boss.


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