"But I shall not accomplish it by sitting here and discussing the matter," Nick added, with some dryness. "I must get a move on and begin to get in my work."
"What are your plans?" questioned Mantell anxiously.[Pg 20]
"Don’t ask me. I haven’t laid any."
"But let me help you, Nick. Is there nothing I can do?"
"Yes, one thing," said the detective, rising abruptly. "Take me downtown in your limousine and drop me about a block from my residence."
"Why not at your door?"
"Because my house may be under espionage," said Nick, a bit grimly. "There is no telling what steps Goulard may take to prevent the miscarriage of his designs. He is a crafty, as well as a daring dog. Do merely what I have requested, Mantell. Leave me to do the rest."
It was after two o’clock when Nick entered his residence, at once proceeding to his library, where he found Chick awaiting him, and whom he quickly informed of all that had transpired.
"But hasn’t Patsy returned?" he then inquired.
"Not yet," said Chick.