of action.

"This thing has gone just about far enough," he remarked
meditatively, looking at his watch. It was now well along in the
afternoon.

"But what do you intend doing?" I asked, regarding the whole
affair so far as a hopeless mystery from which I could not see
that we had extracted so much as a promising clew.

"Doing?" he echoed. "Why, there is only one thing to do, and that
is to take the bull by the horns, to play the game without any
further attempt at finessing. I shall see Dillon, get a warrant,
and raid that gambling place--that's all."

I had no counter suggestion to offer. In fact the plan rather
appealed to me. If any blow were to be struck it must be just a
little bit ahead of any that the gamblers anticipated, and this
was a blow they would not expect if they already had wind of
Warrington's intention to cancel the lease.

Garrick called up Dillon and made an appointment to meet him early
in the evening, without telling him what was afoot.

"Meet me down at police headquarters, Tom," was all that Garrick
said to me. "I want to work here at the office for a little while,
first, testing a new contrivance, or, rather, an old one that I
think may be put to a new use."

Meanwhile I decided to employ my time by visiting some newspaper