Louis give the signal to
the girl who had slipped the note into his pocket.
Ted stared after him. The mystery of the note was getting thicker. But
he would try to think it out later.
He found Mr. Norcross an elderly, but active man.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Strong," said the banker, referring to Ted's
card.
"I come to you for information concerning a recent robbery and the
murder of an express messenger in an express car in St. Louis," said
Ted.
"In what capacity do you come?"
"As an officer of the government."
"Oh, ah, rather young for such work, aren't you?"
"Pardon, but that has nothing at all to do with it. I am a deputy United
States marshal, and have received instructions to examine into certain
matters regarding the recent robberies from express trains in this part
of the country."
"I suppose you have your credentials as an officer."
"I think I can convince those who have the right to know that I am what
I profess to be."
"Very well. I meant no offense, but there have been so many violent
things done out here, that naturally a banker desires to at least know
something of his callers.
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