“Sure, I’ve seen her,” Vera nodded.
“Were you expected?”
“That’s what. I can always bank on Angel Face.”
“Angel Face!” thought Nick, with a quick thrill of satisfaction. “She refers to Minerva Grand, as sure as I’m a foot high. Things are looking up. It’s money to marbles that Chick shadowed the girl, then dropped her to follow this woman. He would not have forgotten her and her past relations with Stuart Floyd. He cannot be far from here. There’ll be something doing presently that will give these rascals the surprise of their lives.”
Nick did not for a moment think that Chick would have lost sight of this woman.
Now replying to Floyd’s inquiry, Vera Vantoon told him of her meeting with Minerva, and reported in detail the information the girl had imparted.
Some of the color faded from Floyd’s face while he listened.
Those of Bug Bannon, Bagley, and Gorman took on more serious expressions.
“What the devil did he want of hot water and a spoon?” Bannon suspiciously demanded, addressing Floyd. “What kind of a test could he have wanted to make?”
“I’ll be hanged if I know.”