“Ah, well, if any ‘unless’ creeps in, I shall know what to do without instructions,” Nick bluntly interposed. “Now, Mr. Gilsey, give me Kendall’s city address.”
“He occupies bachelor’s apartments in Fifty-ninth Street. Here is the number. He has not been there to-day, however.”
“How long since you sent to inquire?”
“Less than an hour.”
“Is he a clubman?”
“I think not.”
Nick Carter replaced his note-book in his pocket, then arose and took his hat from the banker’s table.
CHAPTER II.
WHERE TIDES MEET.
Before making his departure, Nick again turned to the banker and said:
“One more question occurs to me, Gilsey. How did you happen to discover that a deficit possibly exists in your cash, and under the circumstances stated?”