“You see, Patsy, my guess was right. The Tenderloin is the place to look for him.”
“Who is the woman that is traveling with him?” asked Patsy.
“She’s a stunner,” replied Merton. “She’s tall, slim, handsome, with a face white, like marble, red lips, round blue eyes, and wavy, light fluffy hair. She is dressed in the highest style. She looks to me like a lady who is trying to see the wrong side of New York without being in it.”
Chick and Patsy instantly exchanged glances.
“Are you looking after such a woman?” said Merton.
“The chief wants to know all about such a woman,” said Chick. “He fancied that she was with Lannigan, and I guess they want evidence for a divorce suit.”
“I thought Nick Carter never touched such cases,” said Merton.
“Oh,” replied Chick, carelessly, “it’s only my guess, but the work of Patsy and myself is to get on to this couple, and put them under watch.”
“Then,” said Merton, “the best thing you can do is to travel with me to-night, for, if they are here in town when the lights are lit, we’ll run against them for sure.”
Having finished their meal, the three started out on their travels.