Chapter 23: XXIII

XXIII Mr. Charles Proctor Dawn I was half dressed the next morning when Dick Foley came in. He reported, in his word-saving manner, that Bill Quint had checked out of the Miners’ Hotel at noon the previous day, leaving no forwarding address. A train left Personville for Ogden at twelve-thirty-five. Dick had wired the Continental’s Salt Lake branch to send a man up to Ogden to try to trace Quint. “We can’t pass up any leads,” I said, “but I don’t think Quint’s the man we want. She ga…