A Sharper's Downfall; Or, Into the NetCarter, Nicholas (House name)
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A Sharper's Downfall; Or, Into the Net
Carter, Nicholas (House name)
American fiction; Detective and mystery stories; Dime novels
Waiting a brief instant to see whether he had attracted attention, and
becoming satisfied that he had not, he swung the door back to see that
the stairway was covered with a cheap carpet.
Cautiously ascending the steps he found himself on a landing which was
below a door closed and, as he quickly found, locked.
A trial of it satisfied him that it was not bolted, and as the lock was
of the ordinary kind he had no difficulty in picking it.
In this it differed from the one at the foot of the stairs, which had no
keyhole on the outside.
Cautiously opening this door, he found that he was in a small-sized
entry--so small, indeed, that it was almost impossible to stand within
it, and shut the door again. On his right was another door, which was
doubtless always opened before the outer door was closed.
But by dint of squeezing himself into the corner Nick succeeded in
closing the door and with his pick relocking it.
Then he cautiously opened the door before him to find that it was a
bedroom, and vacant.
Stepping within it lightly, he listened and heard voices in the room in
front. There were two doors in this room, one clearly communicating with
the front room, and the other, Nick thought, might open into a closet.
But, on trying it, he found it opened into the hall of the second story,
and saw Chick standing at the head of the stairs waiting to give the
signal which should announce his presence there.
Nick beckoned to Chick, who came stealthily to the door.
“They are in that front room on this floor, chief,” said Chick. “There
is nobody upstairs, for I have been through that floor. I have
barricaded the top of the stairs so they cannot escape that way.”
“All right,” said Nick. “Now take your stand at that door leading from
the bedroom. I will leave this door open and when you hear me mew like a
cat, burst into the room.”
Chick went to his position and Nick to his.
Nick was about to give the signal, when he heard the voice of Lannigan
saying:
“I suppose I’ve got to take it this way.”
“I don’t see how else it is to be done,” said Elwell. “The paper is
drawn in such a way as to show that the fifty thousand dollars due you
is for value received. You must rely upon me to get the proper
acknowledgment of this when you bring the paper to me to-morrow. I will
do that and have it properly indorsed by responsible people, who will
give a bond for the faithful execution of the requirements of this paper
by Seaman. It is the best I can do. We have had business before
together and you have found me a man of my word. That ought to stand for
something now.”
“I s’pose it must go,” returned Lannigan, in a doubtful and dissatisfied
tone. “I suppose I must take my chance that you’re acting on the level.”
“I’m on the level,” said Seaman. “You wouldn’t want me to bring my
bondsman here, would you?”
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