“Keep your eye on him. Also take a good look at that young man who’s just coming out of the doorway now.”
Gillman came out and Chick took his measure.
Nick walked back into the building and was soon in the assay office.
On his way he looked at the assay certificate brought by Chick.
“No trace of metal,” read the certificate.
Nick gave a whistle as he dropped into a chair in Cruse & Cupell’s office.
“Salted for a million,” he muttered. “It’s a smooth game.”
In a little while Cupell rushed into the office excitedly.
“What’s the result?” asked Nick, calmly.
“Those cigarette ashes assay close to fifty thousand to the ton!” declared the assayer.