Nick Carter Stories No. 123, January 16, 1915: Half a million ransom; or, Nick Carter and the needy nine. — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
Nick Carter Stories No. 123, January 16, 1915: Half a million ransom; or, Nick Carter and the needy nine.
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Then, with a lightninglike move, Nick’s hand shot across the table and
seized the beard of the startled man.
Conroy shrank back with a terrible veil. His beard, his glasses, a
neatly fitted wig--all were torn off by the detective’s irresistible
hand, revealing the ghastly, horrified, rage-distorted face of--David
Mack.
“Aha! I thought so,” Nick shouted, leaping to his feet and reaching for
his revolver. “You are the chief abductor, Mack, after all.”
Nick did not, however, succeed in drawing his weapon nor in making the
arrests he had in view. The entire sensational episode transpired in the
quarter part of a second.
The yell scarce had left David Mack’s lips, when, through a doorway back
of the detective, two men leaped with uplifted bludgeons and fell upon
Nick from behind, just as he was springing to his feet.
One of them was a brawny, powerful man with red hair--Andy Duffy
himself.
The other was Gleason, his chauffeur, mentioned in Patsy’s hearing by
Kate Crandall.
All three men were with the woman in the house when Nick rang the bell,
and their immediate suspicions had led to what followed.
Nick heard their steps behind him even while he was speaking, and he
sprang to one side to avoid a blow--but the move was an instant tardy.
A blackjack in Duffy’s hand fell squarely on the side of Nick’s head.
The terrific blow staggered him. Another from Gleason followed it. The
third came from his more brawny assailant. All fell in the hundredth
part of a second.
Nick felt his knees buckle under him. The room went whirling around like
a top. The beginning and end were more quick than one could imagine.
Vengeful shouts from David Mack, exultant cries from Kate Crandall, the
hoarse oaths and imprecations of his merciless assailants--all suddenly
sounded faint and far away, and the light through the lace-draped
windows turned to inky darkness.
CHAPTER VIII.
UNDER THE SURFACE.
It was not a sudden inspirational suspicion, no inexplicable intuitive
conviction, that had caused Nick Carter to snatch a disguise from the
face of Jack Conroy, so called, and unmask the treacherous scoundrel
chiefly responsible for the abduction of Amy Madden.
Nick Carter had dug out this possibility from under the superficial
facts and circumstances before leaving his business office that
afternoon. He had asked himself numerous pertinent questions leading up
to it.
Why had Kate Crandall, surely one of the abductors, lately left her
position with Madden, Mellen & Mack? What reason could she have had for
giving up a remunerative situation?
Why did it really happen that, instead of dealing directly with the
father of the stolen child, the abductors had selected to negotiate with
his junior partner, David Mack? What was the true reason for that? Were
there secret relations existing between these two, Kate Crandall and
David Mack?