“Indeed, I could. I know exactly where it is.”
“Ah, that is very fortunate,” said Nick agreeably. “I wish to go out there and view the spot.”
“For what?”
“I think I may discover some clue or sign, Miss Clayton, either in the general appearance of the immediate scene or the surrounding country, which might put me on the track of the thieves,” Nick artfully rejoined, now feeling that even this lame explanation could be made to serve his purpose. “Of course,” he smilingly added, “we detectives see much more in such cases than the untrained eyes of a layman.”
“Naturally.”
“You see the point, do you not?”
“Oh, yes,” nodded Vic, with a demure stare at him.
“What do you think of it?”
“I’ll admit there might be something in it.”
“I thought you would,” Nick heartily replied. “Now the question is, to get back to the service I require of you. Will you go out there with me and show me the spot?”