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
“When Mr. Carter appeared here, Jimmy, as he is called, tried to brazen
it out, and Mr. Carter told me about it. I was of the opinion then that
the villain would try to kill me, or Mr. Carter, or both of us, but
Mr. Carter did not think so when we talked it over on the veranda last
evening. Mr. Carter told me then that he was coming to my rooms to see
if the thief had concealed the jewels here. The thief saw us talking
together, and evidently decided that he must act quickly, if at all.
“Later in the evening he sought me, when Mr. Carter was not near. He
managed to draw me aside, and although he detained me only a moment, he
managed to say in effect that since his interview with the detective
in the summerhouse he had decided to abandon his entire plan here,
and take Nick Carter at his word; that he had decided to give up the
jewels, and go.
“He agreed to return them to me, with a written confession that would
state the case plainly, if I would meet him at half-past one o’clock
to-night, in the summerhouse where he had talked with Mr. Carter. The
condition was that I was not to inform Mr. Carter about it until I
could put the jewels into his hands.
“I agreed to that, for I did not think that the man would dare to do me
harm, now that Mr. Carter was here on the spot. But I did not promise
not to inform Nick Carter’s assistant—this gentleman here, who is Mr.
Chickering Carter.
“I told Chick all about it, and asked his advice. He advised me to see
the thing through to the end, and said that he would be near at hand if
danger threatened.
“At half-past one o’clock to-night, I let myself out of the house
silently. There were no burglar alarms that sounded then, showing that
somebody must have turned off the power from them to permit me to go
outside.
“I went to the summerhouse, and entered it. There was no one there, but
after a moment two men sprang upon me from the darkness, I was seized,
my hands were tied, and I was told that if I uttered a sound I would
be killed. Then my feet were tied together and my own handkerchief was
thrust into my mouth to gag me; and I was left there.
“But it was only for a moment.
“When those men stepped from the doorway of the summerhouse they were
both knocked flat, handcuffs were put on them, and Chick came into the
summerhouse and set me free. Then he made use of certain persuasive
arguments which induced the men to talk and tell all they knew, with
the result that we understood that they were to drive an automobile
they had with them, to the rear door, and wait there until a woman in a
red wrapper ran out of the house, when they were to start the car and
go away about their business.
“I remained in the summerhouse, standing guard over the two handcuffed
men, with a revolver, while Chick used the automobile as the men had
been directed to use it. Just what the plan was, neither of us knew,
but Chick decided to be on the spot when it happened.
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