Larry Dexter, Reporter; Or, Strange Adventures in a Great CityGaris, Howard Roger
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Larry Dexter, Reporter; Or, Strange Adventures in a Great City
Garis, Howard Roger
New York (N.Y.) -- Juvenile fiction; Reporters and reporting -- Juvenile fiction
“Oh, I guess I could find some chemical that would make them fade out
somewhat.”
“That’s what I want you to do. When you find it you’re going to put an
advertisement in the paper stating that you can remove all sorts of
stains from hands and faces. In short, you’re going to become a sort of
skin doctor for a while,” said Mr. Newton.
“What’s it all about?” asked the chemist.
Then Mr. Newton told Mr. Hosfer the main facts in connection with the
safe-robbery, and the theft of Larry’s deed. He related how they had
gotten on the track of the blue-handed man, but how the quest for the
deed had failed.
“I’m afraid if we cause his arrest we will never see the deed again,”
said Mr. Newton. “Besides we really have no evidence that would stand in
court if they got a clever lawyer to defend Noddy, as he is called. We
must work without the aid of the authorities for the present. We want to
get the deed back first. Then we want some clews to the others concerned
in the safe-robbery, and, last, I want to get on the track of the land
operators, for I am sure there is a big swindle going on there that
concerns the Board of Aldermen.”
“How can I help you by becoming a skin doctor?” asked the chemist.
“In this way,” replied the reporter. “We will put the advertisement in
the paper. Unless I am very much mistaken it will be seen and read by
Noddy, the blue-handed man. I am sure he would only be too glad to get
rid of the stains, and so save himself the trouble of wearing gloves.
Besides, he knows we are after him, and that his hands offer a rather
easy mark of identification.”
“But he could go to some other doctor who makes a business of removing
stains from hands and faces,” suggested Mr. Hosfer.
“Yes, he could, but I don’t believe he will. I have no doubt he has
thought of that plan, but, you see, the trouble is he wants to keep
under cover. If he went to an ordinary doctor he might be asked
embarrassing questions, such as how the stains came on his hands. This
might lead to unpleasant results. No, Noddy wants to keep under cover,
and we’ll respect his wishes, at least for a while.”
“We’ll put in the advertisement about you,” Mr. Newton went on, “that
all cases are strictly confidential, and that no questions are asked.
That will catch Noddy, and he’ll walk into our trap.”
“What will I do when I get him?” asked the chemist. “Preserve him in
alcohol?”
“I think we’ll make no attempt to capture him,” said Mr. Newton. “That
is, at first. If he calls at your laboratory use some of the preparation
which you are to make, on his hands. Don’t make it very strong, and take
only a little of the stain off. Tell him he will have to come again. In
this way he can be induced to pay several visits to you.”
“In the meanwhile I can be working my end of the game. Have all the
visits at night. Tell him you can treat him at no other time. That will
give me a chance to be on hand. I’ll follow him when he leaves here, and
I may be able to get on the track of the deed.”
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