“I must go to Cary’s club and quiet him for the night. He is nearly in a collapse. How about Mountain, Chick?”
“I saw him. He is game, chief. Nothing came for him from the Brown Robin up to the time of his leaving his office. He will not yield. He is going to the theatre to-night.”
“Do you know where?”
“Yes; at the Empire.”
“Ah, ha! Be in the neighborhood, boys, and keep him under watch if you can. He is quite as likely to get his notice there as anywhere.”
Nick went home satisfied that if there was any movement made that night, it would be only in the way he indicated.
“A lady is waiting to see you in the parlor, Nick,” said Edith, as he entered.
“Who is it?”
“She would give no name,” replied Edith. “She is young, pretty, and has asked me a lot of questions about you.”
“Of course you gave me a good character,” laughed Nick.