“That’s the condition,” said Nick bluntly.
“I will accept it.”
“And leave the matter to me alone?”
“Precisely. In no way whatever shall you be interfered with.”
“Very good.”
“You will undertake the work for me?”
“I will hear of what it consists,” replied Nick, with his curiosity stirred. “If it is all that your remarks imply—well, Weston, you may then count on me to give it an argument.”
“Capital.”
“Now, cut loose and give me the facts of the case.”
Chief Weston opened a drawer of his desk and took out a batch of papers and documents, among which was a neatly mounted photograph about five inches square, such as may be taken with a small portable camera, or a kodak.