It was early on the following morning when Nick Carter was awakened by Patsy Garvan coming into his bedroom to inquire if his chief could get up.
“What time is it?” asked Nick.
“Well, it is only six o’clock,” answered Patsy. “And you didn’t go to bed till two. I don’t like to bother you.”
“That’s nothing. Go on,” broke in the detective impatiently. “What’s in the wind?”
“Captain Douglas, of the San Juan police,” said Patsy shortly.
“Wants to see me?”
“Says so.”
“Where is he?”
“In the lobby, downstairs. Chick is with him.”
“What does he want to see me about?”