“It would be possible to commit a murder in this room without any one knowing it!” he muttered. “If you had known just who Senator Garnford was, my trusting friend, I guess you wouldn’t have said that.”
He snatched from his face the gray mustache and beard he had worn, and, if Nick Carter had been in the room, he would have known that the real name of this Senator Micah Garnford was none other than John Garrison Rayne, alias the Apache!
CHAPTER IX.
BLUFFING IT THROUGH.
Rayne stood looking steadily into the still face of the acting governor for a few moments, as if studying the features.
“Not a difficult face to make, I think,” he muttered.
He stepped lightly across the room to make sure that the door was secure. Inspecting the deadlatch sharply, he decided that it would hold the door against any possible interruption.
“When I get ready to go, I shall have to leave that unfastened,” he muttered. “But I dare say I can make it secure enough on the outside to suit my purpose. So long as I make my get-away, I need not care what they do here afterward.”
He took off his gray wig, and stuffed it into a pocket, in company with the mustache and beard.
“If I hadn’t had so much experience in making up, I should be a little nervous over this thing,” he murmured. “As it is, I dare say I can make myself into a Portersham that will pass muster.”