CHAPTER XXII.
MACKENZIE’S SECRET.
Nick Carter reached Elmwood a few minutes after eight o’clock that night, and went straight to the only hotel in the town—a very comfortable and well-kept, though small, hostelry.
He made his appearance in Elmwood in the guise of a lawyer, and registered as “Wylie Ketchum, New York City.”
As soon as he had been assigned to a room, he inquired of the landlord:
“Can you tell me where Mr. Mackenzie lives?”
“I can tell you where he did live,” was the reply, made in a mysterious tone of voice.
“Where he did live? You don’t mean to tell me he has moved away?”
“Well, he has!”
“Rather sudden, wasn’t it?”
“Very.”