"I'm with you."
"What sent you into the house so suddenly?"
"The reports of your revolver," explained Chick. "I at once recognized its bark, and knew something was wrong."
"Ah! I see."
"I saw the light in the chamber, and supposed you might be letting the woman prepare to go with you," added Chick. "That was while I sat in the cab. But when I heard your gun, I smashed open the front door and bolted upstairs."
"Very lucky, too," nodded Nick. "That she-devil would have burned the house, and me in the bargain. But the end is not yet."
"Well, hardly!" laughed Chick, as they descended the front stairs and extinguished the last light.
"We'll stop an officer, and send him here to watch the house," said Nick. "Then we'll have a look at Venner's dwelling. It's my opinion, Chick, that our work has now begun in good earnest."
"Well, I reckon we shall prove equal to it," smiled Chick, rather grimly, as they hastened to enter the waiting carriage.