“It wouldn’t be hard to force the door, would it?” asked Paul Clayton. “We can all tackle it together.”
“It’s a pretty heavy door,” remarked Douglas. “I’ve seen it open, and it is nearly three inches thick.”
“What’s the idea?” asked Patsy.
“To keep the sound in when they are talking.”
“Gee! I don’t see what they want a three-inch door for, just for that,” was Patsy’s scornful comment. “Why couldn’t they whisper if they were talking secrets.”
“Well, never mind about that,” interposed Nick Carter. “We’ve got to break it down.”
“Hold on!” cried Douglas. “This is a pretty dangerous thing. I don’t know that we have the right to do it. When the governor comes back he might raise Hail Columbia with us.”
“You mean the acting governor, don’t you?” asked Chick.
“Either one,” replied the chief of police. “What are we expecting to find in there, anyhow?”
“I’m convinced that we shall find something,” declared Nick Carter. “I want to make sure that Senator Garnford really did come in here. I have what I regard as positive proof that the senator is in Washington, and I want to find out who has been impersonating him in San Juan.”