The door opened and shut behind Tommy, and a genial and well known voice spoke.
“Got him, boys. That’s right. Now, Mr. Busy, let me tell you you’re up against it.”
“That dear old word,” said Tommy. “How it thrills me. Yes. I am the Mystery Man of Scotland Yard. Why it’s Mr. Hank Ryder. This is a surprise.”
“I guess you mean that too. I’ve been laughing fit to bust all this evening—leading you here like a little child. And you so pleased with your cleverness. Why, sonny, I was on to you from the start. You weren’t in with that crowd for your health. I let you play about for a while, and when you got real suspicious of the lovely Marguerite, I said to myself ‘Now’s the time to lead him to it.’ I guess your friends won’t be hearing of you for some time.”