“But why did you act as though you were half killed?”
“Because I want these scoundrels to think that their murderous plan succeeded. If they believe that I am out of the way, it’s the biggest kind of a trump in my hand.”
“By Jupiter, that’s a fact! You’ve got a head on you, and no mistake. Why, you weren’t more than half a second in evolving the plan, were you?”
“Not much longer, chief. The point that now confronts us is this: This farce will have to be carried through to a finish. While I am working outside, the general impression must be that I am laid up in this room.”
“We can work that all right.”
“I think so. The doctor already has his instructions. If you will put one of your trusty plain-clothes men next to the scheme, and send him here as a sort of nurse, I believe the plan can be carried through without any trouble.”
“I’ll arrange it.”
“Then there’s another thing for you to do.”
“What’s that?”
“Send a man to the central telephone office and learn where the call for Nicholas, Central Hotel, came from.