"Here's the man we want. It's a good snapshot of him. Brubacher had him photographed without letting him know he was being taken. To-morrow a print of this picture will be sent out to about every city in America. But I'd rather like to get Strasser before the city authorities could step in."
"And we've nothing but the picture to go on?"
"Nothing beyond the fact that Strasser bought a ticket for New York and was seen heading this way."
"Then what are your suggestions?"
Kestner shrugged a shoulder. "I have none," he admitted.
"Then we must follow the usual procedure."
"Precisely. We've first got to seine the city. And the only suggestion I can make is that we divide our territory so that any two of us will not be covering the same ground."
Wilsnach, after deeply scrutinizing the picture for the second time, again passed it on to Sadie Wimpel. As before, she gave a cursory glance at it and tossed it back on the table.
"I'll cover the trains and ferries along the River," finally announced Kestner. "And you, Wilsnach, might fine-comb the likeliest hotels and restaurants
