Nick Carter and Patsy entered the Westgate a few minutes later. The first man they saw was Clayton, in the office inclosure.
“Good God!” he cried excitedly, seeing the jewel cases. “You’ve got them, Carter, you’ve got them! When and how[Pg 39]——”
Nick checked him with a gesture and placed the cases on the counter.
“Put them in the vault, Vernon, and lock it!” he commanded, turning to the thunderstruck head clerk. “You come with me, Clayton, and be quick about it.”
Clayton leaped over the counter and Nick ran to the elevator.
“I’ll show you your double, Clayton, unless I am much mistaken,” said he, as the car sped up to the fourth floor.
“My double?” gasped Clayton.
“That’s what. A fellow who looks like you. There’s nothing more to it.”
“This way, chief,” Patsy whispered, as they left the car. “I know his door. Gee whiz! I ought to.”
They arrived at it in a moment.