The rascal started at mention of his name, but he did not discover Frank’s identity. “Suppose I am?” “I’ve been hunting for you all day,” said Hare meekly. “What have you been hunting me for?” asked Bull. “Because I’m getting paid for it.” “Paid for it?” “That’s what I said.” “Who is paying you?” “Mike Quick’s bartender.” “How do you know me?” “Lord bless you,” said Hare, “I haven’t been traveling about this district for years without knowing some of the people who live in it!” “I don’t ever remember seeing you before,” returned Blair. “That ain’t my fault.” “Who said it was?” said Bull. “So Jimmy Elford told you to find me?” “Yes; I’m to get a dollar for the job,” replied Frank. “Well, you’ve earned the dollar.” “That’s a mighty comfortable thing for me; I won’t have to roost in City Hall Park to-night.” “What does Elford want?” “To see you.” “Why didn’t he look for me himself?” remarked Blair. “I didn’t ask him.” “Have you no message?” “He told me to say that Burt Cromwell had gathered in his boss.” Bull started. “What!” he exclaimed; “has Mike Quick been arrested?” “Sure as a gun.” “I can’t do anything for him.” “I’m not asking you.” “Don’t be so sassy,” said Blair. “Where can I see Elford?” “Down at Shaw’s.” “I don’t like to go there.” “You needn’t go in; I’ll have him come out to you.” “Is Quick’s place closed?” “I guess so; the bartender told me he was going to close.” “Come along, then; we will go to Shaw’s.” When in the vicinity of the Oak Street Police Station Frank suddenly presented a revolver at his companion’s head. “What does this mean?” “It means,” replied Hare, speaking in his natural voice, “that you won’t get away from me this time!” Blair recognized the detective for the first time. “If you try to escape,” said Frank sternly, “I’ll put a bullet through your head! Now march!” The young detective landed his fish in the police station. Then he reported the capture to his chief. “Did he turn over the green diamond?” said Burt. “No,” replied Hare nonchalantly; “but he’ll weaken, see if he don’t.” Frank’s prophecy was fulfilled. The next day Blair sent for him and told him where he had buried the booty he had secured at Murphy’s. The spot indicated was beyond the Harlem, but Hare had little difficulty in finding it. That afternoon he very triumphantly turned over the treasure to his chief. Both detectives took considerable interest in examining the great green diamond. Mike Quick was convicted of the murder of Monte Murphy. He was never hanged, having been carried off by an attack of pneumonia. Bull Blair was sent up the river for twenty years, while his pal, Tony Riley, got off with ten. After the death of the heathen priest Burt lost sight of both Billy Barry and the beautiful Zulima. Dick Kidd died of the wound inflicted by Pierre Jacquet, who fled the country and was never captured afterward. When Kidd felt that death was near he confessed to the murder of Aimee Jacquet.