“But the tigers—ah! they will look into one’s eyes at times; mildly at first, but if one returns that gaze their eyes will flame. I have dodged more than once, Nick, before the white-hot fire of hate I have seen in the eyes of a tiger, and I have walked away, afraid to remain.â€�
“You should keep away from the Zoo, old chap; it isn’t good for you,� said the detective, laughing aloud.
“Perhaps not. I feel, just now, as if I had been gazing through the bars of an iron cage into the eyes of an enraged tigress.�
Nick Carter laughed again.
“Well, at all events,� he said, “this tigress is now at liberty, and with the opportunity to do whatsoever she wills. Come, let’s get out of here. There is better air to breathe outside.�
Passing through the corridor toward the elevator, the district attorney continued the subject.
“Have you any idea what she will do, Nick?� he asked.
“No. At the present moment the subject does not interest me.�
“She will do something.�
“Naturally.�