They were not disappointed, for Nick Carter was on the train, and Patsy was with him.
They had recently been engaged in a case that took[{12}] them to the western part of British America. When that was finished Nick had taken in Colorado on the way home, for the purpose of examining some mining property that belonged to a friend, who had asked him to do so.
It was while he was on this business that he had run across Folsom.
Having finished his examination of the mines, and having no other business pressing at the moment when he received Folsom’s telegram, he had gone at once to a train and started for Denver.
He greeted Folsom warmly when they met on the platform, and then he was introduced to Kerr.
“I’m glad to see you, Mr. Kerr,” said Nick. “I suppose there’s no mystery about this case?”
“Well, I don’t know,” replied Kerr; “I think not, but you may have a different opinion.”
“I thought it was all settled.”
“Settled, Mr. Carter? What do you mean?”
Nick smiled, and glanced at Folsom.