“What brought you to the scene of Nora’s death, Claude Lamont?” mentally queried the man of clews. “Did you have to hound the poor creature to the last terrible act of her life?”
CHAPTER XXVIII.
A FAIR FOE.
The detective followed the young man until he lost him beyond the doors of a well-known café, and then he turned away.
Nora, alias Mag Maginnis, had ended her life in the cold waters of the river, and the detective believed that Claude Lamont was morally responsible.
“Now for another visit to the lion’s den,” said Carter, as he made his way to another part of the city and rang the bell attached to the millionaire’s mansion.
It was not the hour for a social call, but he found the money king at home. He had not forgotten his former visit, when he was faced by the daughter and warned not to carry his hunt too far.
Carter still saw the fine figure of the girl before him and her flashing eyes, but she had not deterred him.
He was shown at once to the library, and Perry Lamont turned his chair so as to face the detective.
“What is it, sir?” he asked.
Before Carter could reply the door opened and the daughter, Opal, came in.