the persons who had made the gown he had with him, in order to find out who had paid for the dress and where it had been delivered.
The man took the gown and went to the workroom. Later he returned and went inside the small office.
Richard waited impatiently, and for the first time a hope of solving the mystery of Central Park entered his heart. Surely when the man took so much time he had discovered something.
Still Richard tried to keep his expectations from running away, lest he be compelled to suffer a severe disappointment; so when the man came towards him with the crumpled gown flung across his arm Richard offered the consolation to himself that he had still left for his inquiry the less fashionable dress-makers.
"The dress was made here," the man said. Dick's pulse started off at a two-minute gait.
