"There were no marks of violence upon the body." Ferris staggered to the sideboard and took a draught of brandy.

"I wash my hands of the whole thing," he huskily said.

"If you wish to follow it up, go and see Stillwell." "That's all you have to say ?" cried the now suspicious policeman.
"I'm sick of the whole job, and shall leave town," sullenly answered Ferris, as he opened the door and said, "Call our affair off! I'll telegraph to Stillwell, and he can handle the company's interests." Dennis McNerney watched Ferris disappear in the swarm of Broadway's evening loungers, and then directed his steps to Magdal's Pharmacy.
"I'll take that boy under my wing; and the published reward must be mine.

This cold-hearted brute may have had a hand in it.

I'll watch him night and day, and let the boy get over all his fears.
Inside of a month I'll find that woman, the hack-driver, and perhaps this lame duck caught in the meshes.