This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ... give up." The Bradys parted and Harry began his disagreeable task. To hangaround Chinatown for twelve hours! Such are the strenuous methods detectives often find it necessary to employ. Sometimes standing and watching the suspected house from first one point and then another, sometimes pounding the pavements of Mott and Pell street, Harry put in time the rest of the day. The Chinks' knew him, and said nothing. The police and plain clothes men knew him, of course; but professional etiquette prevented then! from asking Harry what his business was. The day closed in and night came, but still nothing had been seen of either the man with the skull cap or Pete. Harry was thoroughly sick of his job. Many times it occurred to him that the young juggler might be in hiding behind that locked door. So, after dark, he determined to get up into the top hall of the old building and do a little listening. He accordingly ascended the stairs and took up his stand at the end of the hall, where there was a window. Harry sat on the window-sill quite a long time, listening for the slightest sound behind the door, but none was heard. "I am afraid he has jumped the town," he said to himself at last. "This is a day wasted, surest thing." But still he lingered. Harry was thoroughly tired, and it was good to be able to sit down, if it was even on a window-sill. The rooms in front of this floor were vacant, and Young King Brady might have taken up his quarters there if he had chosen, as the doors were open, but he preferred the hall.' Over and over again he listened to the shuffling footsteps of the Chinks, as they ascended to the floor below, but nobody came up his flight until at just about eight o'clock there were footfalls which, ...