Nick Carter Stories No. 121, January 2, 1915: The call of death; or, Nick Carter's clever assistantCarter, Nicholas (House name)
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Nick Carter Stories No. 121, January 2, 1915: The call of death; or, Nick Carter's clever assistant
Carter, Nicholas (House name)
Detective and mystery stories, American -- Periodicals; Popular literature -- Periodicals
“If I am right, then, Nordeck took it to the house in which he died, or
hid it somewhere else, perhaps, expecting to recover from his wound and
soon whack up with his confederates, who, evidently, were not living
with him and Nancy in the Harlem house.”
“Surely not, Nick, or they would have been seen by the neighbors.”
“Instead, however, Nordeck died, and the girl experienced a change of
heart. I now feel dead sure of that, Chick, and it’s not the first time
that death has brought about such a reformation.”
“But why did she not, in that case, take the plunder directly to the
bank officials, or turn it over to the police?”
“For two reasons, perhaps,” Nick pointed out. “She may have feared
arrest, or knew that she would be watched and would be prevented by
other members of the gang.”
“Possibly.”
“The fact that they did not go to the Harlem house and force her to give
up the plunder, moreover, convinces me that Nordeck had hidden it
somewhere, and, that after his death, Nancy alone knew where it could be
found.”
“I see.”
“She did not dare to go and remove it, however, lest she should be seen
and waylaid by the gang. She went to Maybrick, therefore, and told him
all of the circumstances. It would have been perfectly natural for her
to select him, for his charitable work among the criminal classes is
widely known, and she would have felt sure that she could rely upon
him.”
“That goes without saying,” said Chick.
“This theory is further confirmed by the fact that Maybrick left home
the following night with two empty suit cases,” Nick argued.
“In which to bring home the plunder?”
“Exactly.”
“But why did he draw five hundred dollars from the bank?”
“H’m, let’s see,” Nick said thoughtfully. “It’s obvious that Nancy
Nordeck is nearly penniless, aside from the bank funds. She may have
refused to take any more of the stolen money, yet may have insisted upon
having funds with which to leave the country. She is wanted for several
petty crimes, you know.”
“True.”
“Maybrick must have drawn his own money to give her, knowing he would
afterward be reimbursed by the bank officials. There is a reward of ten
thousand dollars for the recovery of the funds.”
“The girl could have got that,” said Chick.
“If she has had the turn of heart that the circumstances lead me to
suspect, she would not accept the reward,” Nick replied. “That is a
woman’s way of doing things.”
“I begin to think you are right Nick, after all.”
“I feel pretty sure of it.”
“But how do you account for Maybrick’s absence and his----”
“That’s the worst feature of the case,” Nick put in.
“You mean?”
“That he’s in bad, most likely, as well as Nancy Nordeck.”
“I don’t quite get you.”
“Suppose I am right,” said Nick. “Suppose this theory is correct. It’s a
copper-riveted cinch, Chick, in that case, that the gang that committed
the burglary has been stealthily watching Nancy Nordeck and----”
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