F." The letter was delivered
and the girl started off with the detective on her track. He trailed her
to an old-fashioned house in a very excellent neighborhood.
The girl meantime entered the house and delivered the letter to an old
lady--the same old lady who had been robbed. The latter said, as the
girl entered the room to the left of the hall:
"What! you have an answer already?"
"Yes, aunty."
The old woman took the letter, opened it and read:
"MADAM: I saw your advertisement. I will call upon you. When a card
is presented with the name of the undersigned you will know it is
the detective.
"Yours,
"OSCAR DUNNE."
"Well, I declare," exclaimed the old lady; "he will call on us."
"But how will he know where to call, aunty; you did not give your
address in the advertisement."
"That is so. I had forgotten that. Why, how will he know where to call.
I fear I have made a mistake. A man who is as big a dunce as that can be
of no service to us."
"But wait, aunty, these men sometimes have dark and mysterious ways of
their own for finding out facts.
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