“You must be governed by my directions.”
“I will.”
“And let me be present when you arrest him.”
“You shall be there.”
“I merely want him to know that I have got even with him,” Belle bitterly declared, in explanation.
“It’s dead lucky that she doesn’t know what I know of Flood,” thought Nick, a little puzzled as to her game.
“Come on, then,” she said. “I’ll take you into the room now occupied by Moses Flood within a quarter of an hour.”
Nick accompanied her, and they started up Fifth Avenue.
Belle Braddon was as bold as she was crafty, and she felt sure of landing her man single-handed.
The trick she was about to turn, moreover, was well worthy of her.