“Eh?”
“You are partially mistaken.”
“How so? Ah! You haven't told all you know, yet.”
“Not quite.”
“Well, keep it until we are alone. Time enough, then.”
The Rat-Hole was visited by the police, and there all the further evidence that could possibly be desired was found.
Then the place was thoroughly destroyed, so that it would never again answer for a refuge for thieves, after which the arrested men were taken to Raymond street jail.
“Now Chick, talk,” said Nick, as soon as they were alone.
“I know where the steel casket is concealed,” was the reply.
“Where?”