"That's what I said. I knew you all right when you first blew in, only I wasn't quite sure. Just had a glimpse of you once before. I naturally guessed your smoke-inspector stunt was a sham. So, I ran that Fred Karvan stuff in on you. You ate it up, which gave you clean away, for I never knew any guy of that name. Do you see the point, Captain West?" "Yes, I see all that plainly enough, but it does not explain the attack on me. You evidently know my name, and this assault has been deliberately made. Why? What have you against me? I have never seen either of you before." "Perhaps I'll tell you when you explain. What brought you into this neighbourhood. Hunting some one, wasn't you?" "Not exactly." "Oh, don't lie; that will bring you nothing, West. You were sticking your nose into a private matter which does not concern you in any way. That's right, isn't it? Very well, you've had your lesson, and now it is simply up to you to either drop this thing, or else take another. It's up to you how far we go. Now listen. I believe it was merely curiosity that brought you here. That's true, isn't it?" "Largely, yes." "You suspected something, and wanted to find out if it was so. Well, you came into a bad neighbourhood. We are not nice to your kind around here. What really caused your seeking me?" "I do not know that I did," West answered honestly. "In fact I haven't the slightest idea who you are." The other laughed. "So you are as green as that. Then I'll give you the information. My name is Hobart, Jim Hobart. I am the guy you were looking for?" "Yes," West admitted, seeing no reason to refuse an answer. "I thought so, although darned if I know how you ever located me here. However, the sooner we come to some understanding, the better. What do you know about me?" "Nothing." "Is that so! You knew my name when I spoke it. It was the Coolidge matter that sent you hunting me. Oh, hell, you might as well cough up, West, for I've got your number. You thought the girl was here, didn't you?" "I had reason to believe she came here." "I see; how did you gain that news?" "A conversation by telephone was overheard." "Now we are getting down to facts. And this comprises your entire information, doesn't it? Let's check up. You connected me with the case because you were with the uncle and her on their call Sunday. You discovered in some way that I had since disappeared from that neighbourhood. Then you accidentally got on to this telephone call, and decided to run me down. Some cute little detective, I'll say. But what's the object? What is it you are trying to connect me up with? What possible cause can you have for butting in on this affair?" "I told you before; merely curiosity." "And who was the guy with you?" "An old servant of the Coolidge family." "It was mere curiosity in his case also, I presume?" "So far as I know, yes." Hobart smiled, showing his teeth cruelly.