Nick Carter and the kidnapped heiress, or, The recovery of a great ransom


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PATSY WAS SEIZED VIOLENTLY FROM BEHIND.

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, Issau IVeellly. By Subscription $6.JO pn-year. Entn-eti as Seco"ti Class Matter at theN. Y. Post Ojfia. by STREET & 238 William St., N. Y. according to Act of Congress in the '90" in tile Offia oftl:e Librarian o_foCo11gress, D. C. No. 279. NEW YORK, May J, 1902. Price Five Cents. Nick Carter and the Kidnapped Heiress; OR, THE RECOVERY Of A GREAT RANSOfvl. By the author of 41NICHOLA S CARTER.'' CHAPTER I. A DOUBTFUL CLIENT. "Mr. Carter, can I trust you?'' It was in the great detective's own hous e that this question was asked. "\Vcll." was Yick's quiet answer, "if you had any doubt on that matter, why did you come to me?'' His calicr looked nen ously at the floor. "There's no use in talking to me," Nick went on, 'unle s s you do trust me. A detective can do nothing for a client who does not give him his confi dence absolutely .. "Of course," the other assented; "I did not mean to offend you ''You haven't offended me." I am so disturbed by it, you see. So much depends on secrecy. It is so terribly important that I found it difficult to make up my mind to consult anybody on the matter; and yet I know by your repu-tation that yau are a perfectly trustworthy man. There is nobody in the States more so .. ,._ \1\! hile the man was speaking N ick was studying him. In fact, the detective had been doing that from the moment the man entered. He was apparently abo.ut fifty years olJ; a \Yell dressed, prosperous-looking man, who might be a merchant, or a lavvyer, or a banker. Nick did no guessing. The man might be any thing else. He had given his name as George Snell, but he had not sent in his card, and h e had not sa id where he belonged. word had simply been taken to Nick by a servant that a Mr. George Snell wanted to see him on "most important business. "He isn't an American," was Nick's only c onclu sion from what had been sa id thus far. "An Ameri-

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2 NIC K C ARTER can , -onld not have spoken simply of 'the States,' as he did." There had been a pause after the caller's last remarks. t "Vveli," he exclaimed then, "I'Jn not coming mor e than two-thirds of the way across the continent for nothing. I set out to consult you, and I will do so.'' ''That's better," said the detective; and, willing to help him tell his story, he asked: "\iVhat kind of a case is it, l\1r. Snell?" "I s uppose you'd call it kidnaping: but there's robhery combined with it, and-and also-also black mail." Mr. Snell hesitated and stammered a little at the end of this speech. Nick merely nodded. ''To begin with," continued Mr. SneJI, "I come from Wenonah. You may not be aware that the Government of England has made a large section of V i estern British America into a province and called it Vv enonah.'' "Yes," said Nick, "I am aware of that.'' "You are a well-informed man. Few Americans woul d know the fact, for the province is so young that it isn't do\\ ; n on the maps yet. You know. also, Isuppose, that the capital of the province is a to\Yn called Manchester?" ''Yes." 'That is where the crime \\'as committed. It happened a month ago. The governor of the province, Bradley is his name, gave a party at his house. All the prominent families of the town and country around attended. There was dancing till a late ho'Ln-. ''The1i, when the guests "ere going a\Yay, it was discovered that the governor's daughter, EsteJle was n11ssmg. She has not been seen since .. ''How old is the child?' asked Nick. "Child?" echoed Mr. Snell. in apparent astonishment. Then he seemed to understand and added: "It is natural that you should use that word, but the girl is twenty. "Oh !" "She's the governor's only daughter, and heiress. therefore, to his property, which is very great. .. "Has nothing been heard from her?" "Indirectly, yes. Her captors have offered to restore her for a ransom.'' "Has there been any attempt to deal with her cap t :.lrS ?" "Yes, b u t nothing has come o f it: T he r e is doubt now whether she is really 1n tt1e hands of kid napers." ''Ah! what then?' "I haven't told you the whole story, Mr. Carter." "Go on, then." "The day after she disappeared it was found that a considerabl e amottnt of jewelry had gone also." "Did she wear it at the ball?" "Some of it, most of it, in fact. But that was not all. There were also missing certain state papers and some private documents belonging to the governor. These are extremel-y important. They must be recovered at any cost." "Are they more important than the recovery of Miss Bradley, Mr. Snell?" ''No, I wouldn't say that, but they complicate the case badly. An offer has been rnade to i estore them." "And the girl?" "No. That is, there was one offer to the girl and another to deal for the return of the papers and jewelry. Tbe.re seems to be a double gang of villains at work." "Possi bly. about the blackmail you mentioned?" "That," answered Ylr. Snell, hesitating. 'has to do -vvith the stolen papers." "Something shac\y in the gO\ ernor's past?" Mr. Snell looked at the floor. ''I wouldn't like to say," he replied "Some peo-ple might think so .. , "Evidently the robbers do think so, eh ?" "Yes, for they put a big price on the papers." ''I suppose the matter has been investigated by the police of :!\1anchester." "No." ''Then how did you communicate with the robbers?" 'I didn't say that I had communicated with the robbers!" exclaimed .M1. Snell, hastily. o but I supposed it was you. Never mind that for a moment. Tell me more about the disappearance of Miss Bradley." "There isn't much that I can tell. She must have left the house soon after midnight, but she wasn't missed till three hours or more later. "Was she engaged to be married?" S11.cll looked sharply at the cletectiYe.

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NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 3 "You're a keen one," he said. "No, she wasn"t engaged, and that is another complication." "How?" "Well, it is known that she was in love with a young fellow who wasn't liked by her father. Nat urally he wasn't at the ball It is thought possib!e that she eloped vrith him, and that the offer of the robbers to restore her was a bluff." ''\!Vas her lover a rich man?" "Decidedly not." ''Then you think she may have taken the jewelry to sell for her own use." "It's possi ble, yes. I've thought of it." "And that the robbery of the papers simply hap pened to come a t the same time." "'J:hat might be." "Has Miss Bradley"s lover been seen smce she disappeared?" "Yes." "What does he say?" "Nothing." "Indeed! I should suppose he would say a good deal." "He goes about his business as usual, but he is un der constant watch It's plain enough t:-tat there is something on his mind." "I should there might be, in any case What is his name?" "Cecil VVest." "And what is your relation to the affair, Mr. Snell?" The visitor seemed startled. ''My relation to it?" he echoed. ''Certainly. Do you come here as the representative of GO\ernor Bradley_?" "Oh, no! not at all the governor didn't send me. ., vVho did, then?'' Snell looked uncomfortable. ''Do you need an answer to that?" he asked. "Of course I do. I must know whom I am deal-ing vvith." ''But I gave my name--" "It is not enough." The detective spoke rather sharply. Mr. Snell hesitated and then said: "Mr. Carter, I cannot see why I shou ld be dragged into the matter at all --" "But," interrupted Dick, coldly, "nobody h as dragged you that I am a ware of. I certainly didn 't." "You are trying to do so now, Mr. Carter. Nick arose. "There is no need that we should talk longer," he said. Snell also stood up, and he looked very much troubled. "I see that I have offended you," he said. "I didn t mean to. You see, Mr. Carter, a great scan dal might come of this It is very important that there should be none. The governor's position might be lost --" "At this moment," said Nick, "I ca r e nothing for the governor's position. You have given me some facts in a case that might be interesting, but I don't propose to tackle it unless I know what I am about." "We want you to look for the girl and the stolen papers." "Who are we f" Snell hung his head. "Excuse me a moment," said Nick, then; "I think I heard the telephone ring. When I return I hope you will have made up your mind to trust me If you haven't we can't do business." He bowed and left the room, but he did not go to the telephone. Instead he went to a room where Patsy was read ing and gave him a few rapid instructions. Then he wrote a telegram and sent it to the near est office by a servant. Patsy got his hat and went downstairs "Now, Mr. Snell," said Nick when he returned, 'are you ready to tell me what I want to know?" "I can only say that I want you to act in behalf of the governor." "Does he know that you came to New. York to ask this?" Snell did not answer. "We are wasting eac h other's time," said Nick Snell made a last appeal. "I may be doing wrong," he said, 'but I beg you to look into this matter. You can't help seeing how important it is." "\Veil," replied Nick, "usually I have nothing to io with a case where any facts are concealed from me--" "I am concealing no facts." 'Pardon me, you refuse to answer one of the first

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4 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. questions a detectiYe would ask. I was going to ::ay, Mr. Snell g i ve me a few hours to think it over and come again. \iVill you call to-morrow morn ing?" ''I will." "Very well, till then." The detective went with his visitor to the door. Mr. Snell said "good-evening," politely, and started down the street. A short distance be hind him went Patsy. CHAPTER II. PLE!\TY OF TROUBLE FOR MR. SNELL. Nick had not taken time to tell Patsy ve ry much about Snell. "There's something up ," he said to his assistant. "I have no idea w hat it is, but I want you to shadow this man and see what becomes of him. "Think he s a crook?" asked the young man. "?-Jot yet. He may be. If so, it won't be the first time that a crook has tried to throw me off the track by ddling on me. I simp l y feel that there's something queer in t his, and I' cl rather like to find out about it. So I shall ask this man to call again un less he makes up his mind to tell me all the fact s Snell as we have seen, refused to tell all the facts, and so Patsy slipped out after He had not gone far from the house when the young detective became convinced that another man also was following Snell. This made his work very difficult, for he had to look sharp against betraying himself not onl y to Snell, but the other man. Snell went into a drug store and bought a cigar. The man who seemed to be following him loafed on the opposite corner. Patsy turned clown a stre. et, and dropped into a doorway, where he made a sw ift change in his ap pearance. He was at Snell' s heels again when the man from \ V enonah went on. The other man seemed to have disap pe ared. "l was mistaken," thought Patsy, "or the second chap is a better shadow than I am." For some blocks he kept up his chase, never losing sight of Snell, and seeing nothing more of the other. Meantime Snell was apparently wandering around aimlessly. He would stop at a corner and wait a full minute before he made up his mind which way to go. Often he changed his direction In this way he got into a neighborhood which was very quiet in the evening. Part way down a block he stopped suddenl y, stood still for a moment and then went close to a build wg. He was then in such deep shadow that Patsy could not see him. "Somebody spoke to him." reasoned the detectIve He went cautiously closer, and before he could see anybody he heard the sounds of voices in conversation. \Vhat they said it was impossible to make out. The .detective dared not get close enough for that for fear of attracting the attention of the men. There seemed to be two of them. Presently he heard one voice say: "I won't do it." One of the men started away. "It vvill be the worse for you, then,'' growled the other. The first man hastened his steps. As he came from the shadow, Patsy saw that it was Snell. The other man was darting after him on tiptoe. He had one arm drawn back. "Great Scott!" thought Patsy, he means murder!" I He gave up trying to conceal his actions then. Running forward as fast as possible he shouted: "Look out!'' Snell turned quickly The other man was close to him, and let his hand fall. With a great leap Patsy was up to him just in time tcv catch his arm. But it was too late to stop the blow entirely. A slung-shot in the man's hand slipped from it and struck Snell a glancing blow on the head. ''Ah !" he cried, and staggered. Patsy dashed to assist him, and caught hold of him in time to prevent him from falling against an iron fence which probably would have broken his head. The would-be murderer was da shing dovvn the street. .

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NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 5 Patsy could not be in two places at once. He wanted to chase the unknown criminal, but his first business was with Snell. This was not only because Nick had sent him out to shadow Snell, but because the man seemed to be badly injured. He was groaning and trembling so that he would have fallen if the detective had not held him up. "Better sit down a minute," Patsy suggested, let me see if there's anything the matter." Snell sank to a doorstep, and Pat y made a quick examination of his head. "That was a nasty blow," he said, ''but I think your skull is sound. Aren't you feeling better?" "Yes," Snell replied, "I am. I was mor e frightened than hurt, pe r haps I am greatl y obliged to you.'' "Don't mention it. Let me help you to your house. Do you live near?" Snell laughed a little. "Near!" he repeated, "I should say not. "Will you have a cab called to take yo u home?'' asked Patsy. Again Snell laughed. "It would be too long a journey," he said. "I am a stranger in New York, and I am staying at the F i fth Avenue. That isn't very far away, I b el ieve "No, and you can get a car at the next block, if you want to." ''I'd rather walk.'' I He got up, and Patsy held his arm till they came to the corner. "I don't suppose your friend will tackle you again," said the detective then; "but I haven't anything to do, and if you like I'll walk with you to the hotel." "You are very kind," Snell responded; "suppose you do. I confess that I am very nervous." "He had it in for you, I suppo e," remarked Patsy. "Yes. "Don't you want to speak t this policeman about it?" An officer was approac hi n g. o no! exclaimed Snell, hastily; "I have my r easons for keeping the matter quiet. Don't for H eaven's sake, say a word "All right. It's no bus i ness o f mme, but if any f ello w had thumped me like that I should want h i m put whe r e he couldn't try it again. "I don't think he will try i t again; at least. not in New York. I'd rathe r not tal k about it." Just as you say, sir. \ i Vant to stop in at a drug sto re and g e t your head bathed w ith arnica?" "That would be a good idea.'' They entered the next drug store they ca m e to, where it proved that Snell had suffered nothing more than a painfu l bruise. After that they \Vent on to the Fifth Avenue Hotel. 'I am Yery much obliged to you," said Snell, halt-ing in the doorway. "'Don't mention it," Patsy responded 'vVill you come in and have something?'' He looked as if he hoped Patsy wo u ld say n o but the detectiYe was glad of any excuse to stick to him "Yes," said Patsy, "don't ca r e if I d o ." Snell nodded silently, and led the way into the hotel. As they were passing the desk the cle r k s poke t o him "Mr. Snell,'' he said, "there's a telegram here for you "Excuse me," said Snell to Patsy, going quick l y to the desk. He took the envelope handed to him, and opened it with trembling finge rs. \i\'hen he had read the message he crumpled th e paper in his hand and frowned. After a moment of thought, he turned t o Patsy, said, "Excuse me" again, and went with him t o the barroom. Patsy asked for a glass of but Snell pour ed himself a stiff drink of whisky. "Once more," he sa i d, raising his glass, I thank yo u for coming to my rescue Hone stly I believ e l shoul d be a dead man this minute if yo u hadn't. Here's your health." ''How," responded Patsy, and t hey drank. cont;nued Snell, "I don't l i ke to leave a man who has saved my life in this abrupt way, b u t I've got to. This telegram calls m e out of town and I must lose no time in getting ready. \ V on't you leave me your name and addre s ?'' "Why," answered Patsy, "I'll give you m y nam e if you want it, and address, too, but it isn't lik ely

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6 NICK Cl\RTER WEEKLY. that we s hall meet again if yqu don' t live in New Y ark. My name i s James Callahan," and he gave an address that the d e tec t ives sometimes used. It was a place where any letters that came to strange names were promptly taken to Nick's house. Snell made a note of the address "My name i.s. Snell," he said, "and I hope we shall meet again, Mr. Callahan. I must say good-by now." They shook h a nds and Snell went to the elevator. "I 'vish he had dropped that telegram," thought the detective. He looked at the clock. It was an hour and a half to midnight. If Snell meant to' leave town at once he could hardly hope to do so until midnight, for that was the hour at which trains started from most stations. There was time to make a report to Nick and get back again if that should be necessary Accordingly Patsy hurried to Nick's house a nd told his chief what had happened. Nick looked very thoughtful. "I had about decid e d that the man is crazy he said. "I sent a telegram to the chief of police at Manchester, asking if he knew of any robbery of jewels, state papers or anything else of great importance within a month. I also a sked if there had been a m ys teri o us disappearance within the same time, and if he knew who George Snell was. Here's his answer r e ceived five ru\nutes ago." He handed a telegram to Patsy. It read: N othing doing i n cri m e h e re. N ever h eard of George SnelL No man of th a t n a m e lives h e re. < (Signed. ) DINSMOR E. "Dinsmore," sa i d Nick "is the chief at Manchester now. He to b e on the N ew York force, and I know him well. Now, H there has been a se rious crime at. Manchester, two t housand miles away, isn t it strange that I should he .ar of it in N e\-\; York before it is known there?" "It beats me," said Patsy 'And it looks as if Snell was the c hief cro o k in the matter," a dded Nick. "But, if he is, I can t see what he s dri ving at. After getting. t h i s telegram I thought he was crazy that he imagined a crime had been committed, and I didn't me a n to hav e anythin g more 'to do with the matter. "Now I am interested. what you have told me shows that there's something up, something very mysterious "I think we d better keep our eyes on it, Pat sy. "Well?" "Go back to the hotel and get on Snell's track. Follow him across the continent if necessary, and keep me posted." "All right, boss." "Better take a cab. Leave your grip in it until you know what station Snell is going to. Then stick to him like a burr. There may be more attempts against his life." Patsy was gone in a minute. When his cab halted at the Fifth Avenue he did not leave it, for he saw Snell coming out. The man got into a hotel carriage, and told the driver to take him the Pennsylvania Railroad s tation. This was done, and, of course, Patsy followed. Snell bought a ticket for Chicago, and Patsy, who stood close behind him at the window did the same They were almo s t side by side as the y went to the ferryboat, Patsy, of c ours e, s o dis gui s ed that Snell did not recognize him. Si1ell went to the f o rwa r d end of the b oat and stood near the r ail. The d etective sat down in the men's Hardly had he taken his seat when a man came aboard whom he had seen before. It was the one whom he had su spected as s hadowing Snell from Nick Carter' s house. CHA.PTER III. A GAME OF WATCHING. Patsy thought that this was the same man who had come so near killing Snell. He h a d not be e n sure of that at the time for he h ad not been able to s ee the would-be m urderer' s face. Now it took only a sh iup glance t o satisfy him ; for the man's motions were a little peculiar. He had a way of bending his head to one side which Patsy had noticed in the man who h a d shad owed Snell. As he remembered it the s a me sideways hang o f the head had been the case with the would be mm....

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NICK Ct\RTER WEEKLY. 7 derer in that instant when he saw him darting after his victiril.. "So,".' thought Patsy, "he's at his game again. Been watching Snell, probably, ever since the attack. There'll be trouble if he finds his man on board." Nothing could 11ave been plainer than that the man was looking for somebody. He went part way through the cabin, giving stealthy, glances at the men on the seats. When he came to the stairway that led to the upper deck he went up. won't find Snell up there, I think," said Patsy to as he got up and went forward. The detective went as far as the door that opened upon the forward deck. Looking through it, he saw Snell leaning against the rail. Nobody else was out there. At that moment the boat had hardly got beyond the end of the ferry slip. Patsy sat clown where he could look the length of the men's cabin and also glance through the glas s in the door at the forward deck. In less than a minute he saw the stranger coming down the stairs from the upper cabin. He was still walking slowly and peering sharply at the passengers. \Vhen he had come as far as the door, he halted and looked thro.ugh the glass. The detective could see his face. He saw the man's brow wrinkle first he perceived somebody was standing alone by the rail. Then his lips were pressed hard together, and he nodded as if satisfied. Evidently he had recognized Snell. For a moment longer he stood there, hesitating, perhaps. Then he gave a side glance at Patsy, who sat so close that they almost touched each other. The detective seemed to be deeply engaged m ,reading a placard hung on the opposite wall. The man soft ly opened the door ai1d went out. Patsy was on his feet instantly. Looking through the. glass, he saw the stranger slink into the darkness by the sidewall of the boat, there being a space thus shut in between the cabin door and the open deck where Snell stood looking at the water. "vVhat a chance," t-hought Patsy, ''to up at. J. pitch his man overboard!'' The stranger stood motionless a mon'ient. Then he edged forward. At that Patsy quietly opened the door and scepp ed out. The man did not hear him. His attention was too much taken with \\hat hu was going to do. Snell was motionless. The boat was about in midstream. Patsy's muscles quivered as the stra:1ger glided swiftly up and placed his hand on Snell's shoulder. Snell whirled around, with a gasp of surprise atid alarm. He put up his hands to push the man a\vay, and tried to back from the rail. The stranger kept his hand firmly on Snell's shoulder. For a second or two the men jostled each other, but it could not be said that they were strugglirrg. The stranger seemed merely trying to hold Sneil still. Patsy him say: "Keep quiet! I am not going to lmit you!" Evidently Snell was somewhat relieved at thi"s, but he was still frightened. "I've a good mind to have you arrested," he said. tThe other laughed. ''You'll think better of that as soon as you see n policeman," he retorted. "You've tried to kill me once to-night," said S!iell. ''Well, let that pass. l didn't succeed, and now that you' re starting West I shan't try again." "\Vhat do you want of me now?" "I want to talk with you." "On the same subject?" "The same." Snell gave a hasty glance at the river. "Think of jumping in?" sneered the strang-er. "No," replied Snell, with a shudder. Then he looked back toward the cabin and saw Patsy. Seeing that he was perceived, the detective walked easily forward and stood looking at the lights of J ersev City. "This is no place,'' said Snell, in a low tone. "Of course not. I'll go on the train with yon."

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8 N I CK CARTER WEEKLY. Snell started uncomfortably. r presume,'' the other went on, with a harsh chuckle, "that you engaged a stateroom on the sleeper, and thought that you would lock yourself i11 and so be safe for the nig-ht. Fortunately, there's room for two in a stateroom." At this, Snell s aid nothing, but went back to the I c'lbin. The other followed, and both went inside. "\, V ell! thought Patsy, "this is a puzzler, and no mistake. Are they both crooks? and have they had a falling out? ''One is certainly a would-be murderer, and Snell is plainly in great fear of him. -''I should think he vYould be. ';I wonder if they will actually occupy the same room on the train?"' They did. Snell, as the stranger had said, had engaged a stateroom, and both \\ent into it immediately on going aboard the train. Patsy secured a berth in the same car, and, as bt: turned in he \\ondered whether one man or two would come out of that stateroom in the morning. It seemed to him mos t likely that the strange r would make an attempt to murder Snell during the night. "If it were my business to take care of Snell," thought the detective, "I'd invent some way to do it; but it isn't, and I'll just wait and see what hap pens." \Vith that thought he went to sleep. In the morning he touched the button beside his berth before g;etting up. \ Vhen the porter came he asked: ''Is there a dining car on the train, Charley?" "Yessah," replied the porter. "Breakfast will be ready in twenty minutes, sah." "All right; then I'll get up." "Sumfin else yo' want, sah ?" "Yes. Put your head in here, Charley." The porter put his head in between the curtains. ''Have the gentlemen in the stateroom turned out yet?" asked Patsy. "No, sah; ain't seed nuffin' of 'em." ''Were they quiet all night?" 'Yassah. Leastwise, I didn't hear nuffin." "All riO'ht." "Friends of yours, sah ?" "Not exactly, but I'm curious about them, that's all. You needn't say I asked any qt,testions "No, sah-thank yo' berry much, sa h. Won't say a word." The porter had received handsome pay for his si lence, and Patsy knew he could be trusted. He dressed and went forward to the dining-car. As he passed Snell's stateroom, he listened for the sound of voiCes, but none came. The detective wondered if there was one man 1!1 that room who couldn't speak. Having plenty of time to kill, he spent an hour at the breakfast table. Before he was ready to go, in Snell and the stranger. They sat at the same table and appeared to be in good spirits, at least the stranger was Snell looked rather haggard, but he talked with his companion, and without any apparent fear of him. "Strange!" thought Patsy; ';but I'm glad my man is still alive I want to find out what it all means.'' He' went to the smoker, and after he had be-=n there a half-hour or so, Snell and the stranger came in also. They did not talk much as they smoked their cigars, but no one would have guessed that one had tried to kill the other less than twel v e hours before. So it was all the way to Chicago. The two men were together all the time, and there was hardly a minute that the detective did not have them in v'iew. It was early morning when the train arrived in Chicago Snell and his companion got into a cab, and Patsy heard them tell the d rive r to go to the Northwestern station. Patsy arriYcd at the station at the same moment they did. They breakfasted in the station restaurant, and after a time they went to the ticket window. SneU bought a ticket for Helena, Montana. The stranger did not buy any. This also seemed somewhat strange, and the detective was a little disappointed. He had hoped to keep them together. But he bought a ticket for Helena, and in due time was again on the same train with Snell. The stranger stayed at the station until the train

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NICK CARTER WEEKLY 9 left, Patsy saw him on the platform as it rolled out. Nothing of importance happened on the rest of the way to Helena. Once the detectiYe tried to scrape acquaintance with Snell, but the latter answered him in a surly way, and made it plain that he did not care to talk to anybody. So Patsy gave it up ior fear of making him sus picious. Meantime, he had telegraphed Nick as to wher, e he was gomg. when they arrived in Helen;;!, Snell did not go to a first-rate hotel, as he had done in New York. but \\alked about the streets, as if looking for some p1acc that he had been sent to. It was pretty cle;:.n other place to stay. Bronco Bill evidently isn't used to having guests in real hotel fashion, and two at a time vvould make him and everybody else suspicious. ''I couldn't put up amr SJrt of a y:1tt1 that would satisiy 1 .hem. So I'll get a room ebc:, and then drop in here when I feel like "That w111 be safe enougit, for it looks sure th::J. t Snell is bound to stay for a ,,-hile." As the detective left the saloon, he saw a sign in the \vind'J\\" of a house opposite: ROG:\tlS TO LET. "That will do," he decided, not just yet." He was fearful that Snell might be watching him, for he could not tell how suspicious that strange man might be. So he walked around town a little while, made a complete <.'!"lange in his disguise, and finally returned to the lodging-house opposite Bronco Bifl" s. There he hired a room had a window opeaing on the street, at which he S
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