“Clancy has a good head for that kind of business.”
“The old woman was well informed, it seems to me.”
“She got her information through Five Points, I suppose, who knows something about driving an automobile.”
“Why did you wire me to look out for Clancy?”
“The old woman described Clancy to her brother, so that he would know him at sight. She also mentioned that he was a pal of Ramsay’s, and had come East with a double purpose—to clear up as much good money as he could and, incidentally, to settle Nick Carter.”
“He’s tried it twice,” said Nick, “and——”
“Listen!” broke in Patsy. “That other auto is dead ahead. Can’t you hear it?”
They could hear it plainly, the chough, chough, chough coming to their ears with great distinctness.
“Now, then,” muttered Nick, “if this machine holds together, we’ll be up with them in a very few minutes. Let me have one of your revolvers, Patsy.”
“Take ’em both,” said Patsy, tendering the weapons; “I’ll use the rifle.”