“Tell Mr. Wheeler,” he said to the clerk in the outer office, “that I want to see him in regard to that Lackawanna deal.”
“You’re to be shown in at once,” said the clerk, opening the door to the inner room.
The broker appeared to be awaiting the arrival of the detective, and was in anything but a calm frame of mind.
“You were right,” the detective said, “in supposing that undue means would[{30}] be employed to prevent the horse winning the race.”
“I’ve been hoping almost against hope that my suspicions were unfounded. I wish I had pocketed my former loss, and let this matter alone.”
“There is still a chance to save yourself without taking any risk.”
“What do you mean?”
“The horse can be kept out of the race.”
Nick eyed the broker keenly as he made this suggestion.
“I’ve been thinking about that.”