From where she stood, Nancy Drew could not see the hard facial lines, but quite without realizing it she took note of the man’s hooked nose.
Walking rapidly, the stranger continued down the street. Watching him more from curiosity than anything else, Nancy was about to turn away when she saw something white flutter from his pocket.
“Oh! He lost something!” she thought. “Perhaps it’s an important letter! I’d better run after him and tell him!”
She dashed across the street and snatched up the bit of white. To her disappointment it was only an old envelope which the stranger had dropped.
“Sold, that time!” Nancy laughed.
She was on the verge of tossing the envelope into the gutter when she noticed that it bore a name and address written in a cramped hand. She scanned it carelessly and her eyes opened wider.
The name was “ Mr. B. Mason” and the address was a street in Dockville.
“Mason! I wonder if he can be any relation to Mary Mason!”
Startled at the thought, she glanced down the street and was just in time to see the man turn at the corner.
“I wonder where he’s going?” she questioned. “I believe I’ll see if I can find out.”
Hurrying after the man, she turned the corner and again caught sight of him. Though she walked as swiftly as she could, she found it impossible to overtake him.
“I believe he’s heading for the interurban station,” she decided.