"And if I was wise to the game you wished to play I easily could act as the interpreter, and run the conversation correctly on my own hook."
"No doubt of it."
"Do it? Why, surely we could," repeated Chick "Why did you ask?"
"I think it may yet become necessary or desirable to make a move of that kind," replied Nick.
"Why so?"
"Because, as I have suspected all along, I still think there is some big game in the wind, with the Kilgore gang back of it, and that the murder of this Barton girl may have some connection with it, or at least give us a clew to it."
"Egad! I hope so, Nick."
"We soon shall see."
"Going after Cervera now?"
"Yes; at once," said Nick, with grim austerity. "We shall find her at home, as usual. She'll not imagine that I can have got on her track as quickly as this, so no doubt I can easily land her. Before midnight I want bracelets on the white wrists of that Spanish dare-devil."