“It is comparatively small now, however, amounting to only a few hundred dollars,” added Gilsey. “Surely, Carter, you do not suspect my stenographer or her uncle of having any part in these crimes?”
Nick did not tell him what he suspected. Instead, he said gravely, as he took his hat to depart:
“I am not prepared to make any statement, Mr. Gilsey. I have, however, a bit of advice to give you, which I wish you to promptly follow.”
“And what is your advice?”
“Get rid of your stenographer with the least possible delay, Mr. Gilsey.”
“Good heavens!”
“When she returns from lunch, sir, discharge her immediately, and without a recommendation,” added Nick. “If she asks you why you do so, inform her that Nick Carter advises it! Nay, even more than that, tell her that I command it.”
“But——”
“There are no buts, Gilsey,” protested Nick emphatically. “Either do this, and do it this very day, or up go my hands and I drop the whole case. I do not give such instructions as these without an object. When the time comes, Gilsey, you shall know why I insist upon this.”
Gilsey did not fancy the expression on Nick’s face, and he wisely pulled in his horns.