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 "Not a thing. I remembered what you had already told me about keeping my eyes open. And if there had been a sign of anything out of the ordinary I should have remembered it."

"Any thing out o' the ordinary!" gasped Sadie. She smiled a little as she stared into the young nurse's wondering face. Then she looked at the disordered bed. "And there yuh were, sleepin' like a babe, with all this stowed away in your innocent young nut!"

"All what?" asked the amazed girl.

"Why, child, don't yuh realize what this means? That man who came into this hotel is the man we wired for last night. That man was Wilsnach himself!"

"But he couldn't have got our message, if—"

"Of course he couldn't. But bein' in the Secret Service himself, and workin' on this case, he must've bumped into a tip on his own hook. Then, naturally, he just made a runnin' broad jump for where he knew this gang was holdin' out!"

The young woman looked relieved.

"Then he can step in and take this case off your hands? He can get you away from all this danger?"