"Ring for a carriage, Chick," said he abruptly. "We have no time to
lose."
"I'll call one at once," nodded Chick, as he sprang up and hastened from
the room.
"Am I to depart now, Detective Carter?" asked Violet, beginning to
tremble. "Oh, sir, will you not give me some word of encouragement
before I go? I am sure that Harry Boyden never committed--"
"Hush!" interposed Nick, rising and taking her kindly by the hand.
"I cannot at present tell you, Miss Page, what I think of this case. I
will say this, however, if Harry Boyden is, as you so firmly believe,
innocent of this crime, I will not rest until I have proved him
guiltless."
"Oh, Detective Carter, how am I to thank you?" cried the girl, with her
tearful eyes raised to Nick's kindly face.
"By not trying to do so," said he, smiling. "And by carefully following
a few directions which I shall now give you."
"I will follow them to the very letter, sir," cried the grateful girl.
"First, then, go home and borrow no further trouble about young Boyden,"
said Nick, impressively. "Second, disclose to no person that you have
called upon me, or that I have any interest in the case. Third, say
nothing about the jewel casket, and display no personal knowledge of the
affair.
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