"So we'll take the one sure way, Chick," said Nick, decisively. "We'll let this gang continue to think they are fooling us, and go up against them till we get the whole truth."
"That's good enough for me, Nick," nodded Chick. "I'm with you."
"It may prove to be a desperate game, but we'll take our chances. Before night I'll have laid such plans as will best serve us, and possibly circumvent these scoundrels. Here we are at the house of Pandu Singe."
Nick dismissed their carriage, and entered the dwelling, where they decided to remain until evening. Meantime Nick perfected his plans and discussed them with Chick.
Then a wire was sent to Patsy, the detective's younger assistant, with careful instructions.
Seven o'clock came, then half-past seven, but no sign of Venner's carriage.
Nick readily suspected the true reason for the delay.
"They are waiting until dark," he observed to Chick. "They don't want our arrival at Venner's house to be observed. A crafty dog, this Kilgore!"
"That he is."
"Never mind. Darkness will serve us best, as well as them."