A Stolen Name; Or, The Man Who Defied Nick CarterCarter, Nicholas (House name)
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A Stolen Name; Or, The Man Who Defied Nick Carter
Carter, Nicholas (House name)
Detective and mystery stories; Dime novels; Popular literature
“True. But I perceive that you prefer not to commit yourself to any
opinion until you have formed a positive one. I entirely approve of
that course.”
“Thank you. And now, prince, one matter before we proceed.”
“Yes.”
“You have taken it for granted since my arrival here, that I will
accept the commission you wish to give me. I will say that I am quite
ready to accept it, and that it is the sort of thing that I like to do.
But nevertheless there are conditions which I must make before I agree
to take this matter in hand.”
“Oh, as to that, Mr. Carter, your recompense——”
“I had not even thought of that part of it. When the work is done, you
will receive a bill for my services, which I will expect you to pay. I
shall supply the money for my own expenses, and make them as liberal as
seems necessary. But I was not referring to that subject.”
“To what one, then?”
“To the matter in hand. I cannot take your case and carry it through
to an end, depending upon half confidences, or only part confidences.
I must be intrusted with full and entire confidence, otherwise we must
let the matter drop where it is.”
“You mean—just what do you mean, Mr. Carter?”
“I mean that I must know _all_ of the story; not merely a part of it.”
“I understand you, but I doubt——”
“Pardon me, prince, but if you doubt, let the matter stop where it
is. There is absolutely no use continuing it. I must have your entire
confidence, or none at all.”
“To give you my full confidence in the manner you imply, Mr. Carter, I
must betray the secrets of my sovereign, which are, in part, at least,
reposed in me alone.”
“Even so, sir, I cannot qualify what I have said. I cannot perform the
service for you, if I am like the horse of a picador when it enters
the bull ring; blindfolded. I must be able to see; and unless you can
intrust me with the secrets of your sovereign, as well as with your
own, I am not worthy to be trusted at all.”
The ambassador was silent, tapping the top of the desk with his pencil.
But after a moment he raised his eyes and said:
“So be it, Mr. Carter. I will not caval with you; you are right. In
order to carry out this matter to a successful issue, you must know as
much as I do about it.”
“Just so, prince.”
“But bear in mind our agreement to refer to that unnamed country as
Siam.”
“I do.”
“I will begin, then, by stating that some years ago I was ambassador
to—er—Siam. Really, I will have to accustom myself to that form of
expression, for upon my word I was never anywhere near Siam in my life.”
“Never mind a small detail like that one, prince.”
“No, indeed. Well, when I represented his majesty there, certain
matters arose which led me to make a suggestion to my august master,
which I believed would redound to the credit, and greatly to the
aggrandizement also, of my own country.”
“And that matter was—what?”
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