“Which direction did they take?” Nick asked, very much chagrined at the removal of Mr. Field.
“Dick, Skip and the old fellow went off in a boat about two o’clock this morning,” replied Tambourine, “but I could not make out which way they headed. I know they did not return to Sands Point. They did think about doing so, but changed their mind.”
“Elmer Greer is not with them, then?”
“No, he took the first train for New York this morning,” said Jack. “I hardly knew him when he came downstairs. The whiskers, mustache and goatee are gone.”
“What train do you go on?” Nick asked.
“The two-forty.”
“Well, if you see an Englishman, wearing a red necktie and a loud suit, aboard, that’s I.”
Tambourine Jack, Dell Ladley and a man Nick Carter did not know, drove up to the depot just in time to take the train.
The man went into the smoking car, leaving his companions to shift for themselves.
When they reached the city, Tambourine Jack put his female companion into a street car and rejoined the detective.