“I’m done for.”
“There is not the slightest room for doubt, my dear Brockey.”
“I never thought I’d be taken in in such a way—curse the luck!”
“There will be no chance for you to escape this time.”
“If I had suspected——”
“You would have tried to have killed me.”
“I would.”
From his pocket Nick pulled out a silk cord.
With it he bound Brockey’s arms and legs so tight that there was no chance for the rascal to escape.
“What are you going to do with me?” Brockey asked, when Carter had finished binding him.