“Rats! We’ve got safely away with stuff, as I gave you a hint when I last saw you. We’ve got you, too, as I warned you. All this ought to convince you, Carter, that I’m not to be easily cornered.”
“Nor am I easily convinced on so doubtful a point. You’ll get yours in time,” Nick sternly predicted.
“You already are getting yours,” Floyd retorted, laughing derisively.
“Perhaps.”
“I warned you that I’d get you for having put me to the bad. You thought you were keen and clever when you picked me up in the railway yard. You picked up a live wire.”
“Very well.”
“Why, you bonehead, did you think I would not anticipate your seeking me there? I knew you would get after me in that way. I went there only to trap you.”
“That now appears quite obvious,” Nick said dryly.
“I knew that you would recognize me and follow me,” Floyd went on, with malicious satisfaction. “I had the trap all laid. You are a fall guy, Carter, all right. I knew you’d walk into it.”
“It has not occurred to you, perhaps, that I did so with open eyes,” Nick said pointedly.