"
Cervera at once began to whistle.
Nick removed the key from the chamber door, and sauntered out into the
hall, where he kept his ears constantly alert.
Not for a moment did the whistling cease, nor was there the slightest
change in tone or character.
Nick could not have taken a more effective method to serve his present
purpose.
At the end of eight minutes the whistling ceased, and Cervera coldly
cried:
"Now you may come in, Detective Carter. I am about ready to go with
you."
Mick at once entered the chamber.
Cervera had changed her evening dress for a complete suit of black, and
was standing in the middle of the room.
"I suppose," said she, staring icily at the detective, "that I ought to
thank you for your consideration."
"Don't trouble yourself," said Nick, curtly. "I have no time to waste."
"Yet just one word, Detective Carter, before we go."
"Let it be brief, then."
"You are said to be a very clever man, and no doubt you think you have
me dead to rights in this case," said Cervera, with a mocking curl of
her thin lips.
"Decidedly so."
"Yet you will find, Detective Carter, that a clever woman can always
fool and foil a clever man."
"But you, my lady, are very far from being a clever woman," retorted
Nick, with a gesture of impatience, signifying that he wished to leave
with her at once.
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