Nick laughed outright.
“If you enter the room and my sister is there,” continued Danton, “you are up against it, and if I enter the room and my sister is not there, I am up against it.”
Nick Carter’s face suddenly became grave.
“We are wasting precious time, Reginald,” he said. “Now I want you to listen while I tell you a story.”
“All right, old chap. Go ahead.”
“Carry your mind back to the time when you first engaged Paul Rogers as your valet.”
“Hello! Harking back to that, eh?”
“Yes. Be serious now, for it is a very serious matter.”
“Well?”
“How was he first brought to your notice so that you were inclined to take him into your service?”