The two detectives turned away, and, as they walked off in the direction of the Constant house, Nick said:
“Chick, luck’s with us.”
“Nick Carter’s luck,” Chick said, with a laugh.
“It’s luck, whosever it is,” said Nick, “for we might have hunted a long time before we got such direct evidence of the correctness of our theory, that the man entered that coach when it stood in front of the dressmaker’s.”
“I suppose that we must assume that he did enter there,” said Chick, “but we are weak on that evidence.”
“We have direct evidence as to how he left the coach after the murder,” said Nick. “I think we can safely assume that there is where he did enter the coach. However, there is something for you to do, and that is to go down into that neighborhood and see if you can establish the fact for a certainty that he did enter there.”
“Then I had better do it without loss of time,” said Chick. “I will go right away.”
Thus it was that the detectives separated at that point.
CHAPTER XIV.
A CHANGE OF FRONT.
Patsy had made his way to the Madison Square Garden at once, and presented his letter to the prominent banker.