How recently it had been removed was, of course, beyond discovery. There was no sign that it had been violently torn away. 

 When Nick had proceeded thus far with his investigation the messenger boy arrived. The detective sent messages to his assistants, Chick and Patsy. 

 He then notified a coroner, who came about ten o'clock and took charge of the body. 

 A minute examination failed to reveal any marks upon the clothing which might assist in establishing the woman's identity. 

 Nick then left the restaurant, taking Gaspard with him. Inspector Mclaughlin's men were by this time on hand, and they took charge of the house, under Nick's direction. 

 At seven o'clock in the morning Nick received a message from Patsy, who had been directed to find the cabman in whose cab Corbut had fled. 

 Patsy had located the cabman at his home on West Thirty-second street. The man's name was Harrigan. 

 Nick took Gaspard with him and went to the house where Harrigan boarded. 

 "I got on to him easy enough," said Patsy, whom they found outside the house. "I found the policeman who was on that beat last night, and got him to give me a list of all the night-hawks he'd seen around there up to eight o'clock of the evening. 

 "Then I began to chase up the fellows on that list. The second man put me on to Harrigan. He remembered seeing him get the job, but couldn't tell what sort of a man hired him. 

 "I guess there's no doubt that he's the man, but I haven't questioned him yet. He's in there asleep." 

 Nick passed himself off as a friend of Harrigan's, and was directed with Patsy to the man's room. 

 They went in without being invited, after having tried in vain to get an answer to their pounding on his door. 

 The cabman was snoring in a heavy slumber. 

 "From what I heard," said Patsy, "Harrigan had a very large skate on last night. He's sleeping it off." 

 Nick shook the man unmercifully, and at last he sat up in bed. 

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