"I wonder if Norris is up there to-night," observed Frank. "Suppose
we stand here in the shadow for a while and watch who goes in and comes
out."
Richard agreed to this, and crossing the street they took a stand
directly opposite the entrance to the place.
Here they waited for perhaps fifteen minutes.
At the end of that time along came Norris, arm in arm with another
member of the club.
"There he goes!" exclaimed Richard, as the two went up the stairs.
"There is a man watching them?" added Frank, as another individual,
who had come close behind the others stopped at the corner. "Wonder
who it is?"
"He's coming over here," said Richard. "We'll get in this hallway and
see him as he passes. I suppose he's a stranger to us."
Near by was a dark hallway, partly open. Both of the boys stepped into
it, and an instant later the stranger went by.
When he was gone Frank uttered an exclamation.
"I saw that fellow talking to Mr. Mann in the post-office only a few
days ago! I think he is a private detective."
Richard gave a start.
"Then I see it all," he groaned. "That man knows of Norris's doings,
and as he has seen me in his company he thinks I'm in with that crowd,
and has probably told Mr. Mann so."
"Very likely that's the case," admitted Frank, after a moment's thought.
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