Chapter 36

While they were at breakfast the first mail brought more bad news. Number Four reported that while he was eating his dinner the night before, Nipperg had suddenly paid his bill and fled from the house on East Broadway. Something had alarmed that queasy soul. He had been heard to tell the taxi driver to take him to Grand Central, but that was a stall of course. The plain fact was that Number Four had lost him. They had no more than read his report when McArdle himself called up to say that Number Seven had ’phoned f…