“His name is Nicholas Carter,” replied the banker.
“Nick——”
She suddenly placed her hand over her mouth.
“Yes, Nick Carter. You seem to know him.”
“Only from reading of him in the newspapers. I read of a bold capture of his only this morning,” she replied.
Mr. Field was lost in thought for a second.
Then he raised the young woman from the floor and seated himself beside her on the sofa.
“Tell me you don’t doubt me.”
Her left arm was thrown around his neck, while her right hand fumbled about in her pocket.
Louise Calhoun was all smiles now, as she drew the banker to her so that his head rested upon her shoulder.