NOVEMBER JOE
him. Yes, that's all. Much obliged. Yes, the sooner he hears about it, the better. Good-night."
I hung up the receiver, turned to Mrs. Harding, and told her the facts. That capable woman nodded decisively.
"You won't have much time to lose, then. I'll put you up a bite to eat."
As I hastily got my things together, I began asking questions about Joe.
"So November is connected with police work now?"
Mrs. Harding answered me with another question.
"Did n't you read in the newspapers about the 'Long Island Murder'?"
I remembered the case at once; it had been a nine days' wonder of headline and comment, and now I wondered how it was that I had missed the mention of Joe's name.
"November was the man who put together that puzzle for them down in New York," Mrs. Harding went on. "Ever since they have been wanting him to work for them. They offered him a hundred dollars a month to
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