Summary

Ralph Boston Nick Carter Stories No. 149, July 17… (1914)

Goulard cried fiercely, pressing the muzzle of a revolver to Nick’s head.
“If he don’t, I will,” supplemented Badger, with a knife at the detective’s throat.
Nick gazed up at their threatening faces and permitted his vainly strained muscles to relax. None yet had recognized him, despite that his false mustache had been partly torn from his lips and was dangling over one ear.
Yielding to the inevitable, therefore, for no mortal man could have overcome such odds and such a disadvantage, Nick said coolly:
“Don’t hurry, gentlemen! There’ll be time enough to settle this matter in a decent way.
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Ralph Boston Nick Carter Stories No. 149, July 17… (1914)

He saw the heads and helmets of a crowd of men rushing up the stairs, men with revolvers in their hands and stern determination in their eyes, a great posse of police led by Chick Carter and Patsy Garvan.
Before he could find his voice, that of Chick Carter rang through the dismal loft:
“Hands up! We’ve got you, boys! Don’t show fight if you want to live! There’ll be nothing to it!”
“Nothing but the shouting!” yelled Patsy, as the detectives and the police bounded up and into the loft.
Their increasing numbers and display of weapons awed every crook save one—Gaston Goulard.
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Ralph Boston Nick Carter Stories No. 149, July 17… (1914)

Nick then informed him of what had been discovered in the Manhattanville house, the evidence he had found, and many of the conclusions at which he had arrived.
Mantell listened without interrupting, but with steadily increasing apprehensions, as appeared in the look of despair that finally settled on his drawn, white face.
“There is nothing to it, Carter,” he said, with a groan, when Nick had concluded. “They have got both the man and the jewels. They have killed Padillo, and the jewels are gone forever.”
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