bag. Occupied with that, he asked: “How did you know that I was coming here?”
Barney explained that he had overheard the instructions to the telephone girl.
The detective had begun to take, from his satchel, letters, telegrams, typewritten reports, and packages of papers strapped in rubber bands, which he proceeded to sort into little piles on the table, as they came. He appeared to be giving this business his whole attention, but while his hands moved deliberately and his eyes read the notations on the papers, he pursued Barney through an examination that ran: “How did you know who I was?”
“I delivered telegrams to your office an’—”
“For what company?”
“The Western Union.”
“Why did you leave them?”
“I wanted to work fer you.”
“How did you know we wanted a boy?”
“I saw the ad.”
“How did you know it was ours?”
“I—I delivered it to the newspaper.”
