“No slip-up, eh?”
“Not on your life!”
“Good!” cried Belle approvingly. “Get rid of all but your cuekeeper, Nate, and notify the gang that there’ll be no game here to-morrow night.”
“And you, Belle?”
“I will have the Dakota couple here at precisely nine o’clock.”
CHAPTER XVIII.
CLOSING IN.
Nick Carter did not long remain idle after Belle Braddon left him alone in the trap she had sprung on him and made her departure from Flood’s vacant house.
Nick kept quiet only until he felt sure she had gone, and then he began to take the precise measure of his situation.
With both houses vacant, and the walled passage midway between them, there was, as Belle Braddon had said, no possibility that he could make himself heard by persons in the adjoining dwellings or upon the street.
Nick gave up that idea almost at the outset.