“I shall not fail you,” she said.
Duncan closed the door after them.
“Well?” Taylor demanded eagerly when they were alone. “Did Denby declare the necklace?”
“No, sir,” Duncan returned promptly.
“Then I was right,” the other commented. “He’s trying to smuggle it in. Jim, this is the biggest job we’ve ever handled.”
“Ford and Hammett are at the dock all ready to search him when I give the word.”
Duncan was sharing in his chief’s triumph, but Taylor’s next command was disappointing.
“Don’t give the word,” he enjoined. “There’s to be no search.”
“No search?” exclaimed the chagrined Duncan.
“No,” Taylor told him. “Just let him slide through with the ordinary examination. Trail Denby and his party to Westbury and be sure none of them slip the necklace to anyone on the way out there, but no fuss and no arrests, remember. Meanwhile, get up a fake warrant for the arrest of Miss Amy Cartwright. It may come in handy.”