That guardian of the peace, mistrusting Racksole's manner, quietly followed him down the lane.

The sight of the millionaire climbing the railings had put him on his mettle, and the result was the ignominious capture of Racksole.

In vain Theodore expostulated, explained, anathematized.

Only one thing would satisfy the stolid policeman--namely, that Racksole should return with him to the hotel and there establish his identity.

If Racksole then proved to be Racksole, owner of the Grand Babylon, well and good--the policeman promised to apologize.