"You are mistaken, sir," said Jones, coldly. 

 He turned to Nick. 

 "Mr. Gottlieb has sealed my doom for the present," he said, with a smile. "I am ready to go with you." 

 Nick took his prisoner to Police Headquarters. 

 The detective had meanwhile sent Patsy in quest of Harrigan, the coachman. 

 Jones was taken into the superintendent's room, and a dozen other men were assembled there, waiting for the arrival of the cabman. 

 Harrigan was very nervous when he appeared. 

 "Youse fellies are tryin' to do me out o' my license," said he; "but I'm tellin' yer I was all right last night. I wasn't half so paralyzed as youse t'ink I was. Show me your man and I'll identify him." 

 Harrigan was led into the superintendent's room. When he saw how many men were there he seemed to be a great deal taken aback. 

 But he put a bold face on the matter, and promptly advanced, saying: 

 "This is the man." 

 Nick made a gesture of disappointment, and then he laughed, and the superintendent with him. 

 The man whom Harrigan had selected was Chick. 

 It was evident that the cabman was going upon pure guess-work. Being sharply questioned, he confessed that he had no idea how his "fare" of the previous night looked. 

 "I'll give it to youse dead straight," said he, at last; "I don't know whether the mug was white or black. Say, he might have been a Chinee." 

 "I believe that fellow is faking," said the sergeant to Nick, as Harrigan left the room. 

 "No; he's straight enough, I guess," said Nick. "He's not the sort of man who would have been let into a game of this kind." 

 Nick then proceeded to question the prisoner in the presence of Chick and the superintendent. 

 His answers were straightforward enough, but they 

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