She'll not imagine that I can have got on her track as
quickly as this, so no doubt I can easily land her. Before midnight I
want bracelets on the white wrists of that Spanish dare-devil."
CHAPTER XII.
CLOSING IN.
There was, indeed, as Nick Carter shrewdly suspected, a mysterious bond
between the several crimes thus far engaging his attention, and the
secret operations for which David Kilgore and his gang had ventured into
the city of New York.
Nick had remarked, however, that the game would become as hazardous and
stirring as one could desire, as soon as it was fairly driven from
cover.
And Nick began to drive it from cover that very night.
Shortly before nine o'clock, and just as the two detectives were parting
from the Hindoo snake charmer, Mr. Rufus Venner rang the bell at the
door of Cervera's uptown residence.
It was answered by Cervera herself, much to Venner's surprise.
"Where's the butler to-night?" he abruptly demanded, as he entered and
closed the door.
"Gone," said Cervera, curtly.
"Gone?"
"I've sacked him along with all the rest."
"Not discharged all of your servants?"
"Nothing less."
"But why?" demanded Venner, with a frown settling about his dark eyes.
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