Here is an extract: “Although the face was so battered that recognition would have been next to impossible, there were no doubts as to the identity of the body. The clothing was the same as that worn by the deceased, and his watch, money, diamond studs and a ring containing a portrait of his dead wife had not been removed. It is generally believed that Mr. Field had been murdered, but the object of the assassin or assassins was clearly not robbery. The police have not a clew to work on.”
“The devil they haven’t!” muttered the listener.
“How will that affect you?” asked Greer, eying the broker very closely. “That will send the stocks he was interested in still lower. You ought to clear a million.”
“I see through the game now,” thought Nick Carter.
For once the shrewd thief taker was in a measure at fault; he did not see through the game yet, by any means.
“What is the stock selling at now?” continued Greer.
“It’s down to thirteen.”
“What was it a week ago?”
“Ninety-two,” replied the broker.
“You must have made a heap of money,” said Elmer, “and I have had but a thousand dollars from you.”