"I
care nothing for Nick Carter. _Caramba!_ do you think I fear him? I will
fool and foil Nick Carter as I have fooled and foiled his betters. I
shall go to the plant to-morrow, and that settles it."
"Stop a bit," insisted Venner, almost angrily. "Do you forget that
Kilgore and all his gang are there? Do you forget that we are just
about launching our gigantic enterprise? We now have nearly a million
dollars' worth of diamonds manufactured, or in the process of making,
and I already have begun to distribute them on the market at a fabulous
profit."
"Well, I know all that. What has it to do with my going there?"
"Such a move on your part may give Carter a clew to our location,"
declared Venner.
"Oh, no, it won't," sneered Cervera, scornfully. "I'll look out for
that."
"Discovery would ruin all, and possibly land the whole gang behind
prison bars."
"Faugh! I'm as well at the plant as here, and there I am going. You let
me alone to evade the Carters."
"But why in thunder are you so determined to make this change?" demanded
Venner.
An amorous fire came stealing into the woman's resolute eyes, and she
shrugged her shapely shoulders significantly.
"You should know why without asking," she slowly answered, with her gaze
fixed upon his changing countenance.
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