Excerpt.....“Good morning, Mr. Danton,” said Nick, as he entered the room. “You rose early this morning.”
“Yes. That is—fact is—I haven’t been to bed. Thank you. Yes; I will sit down. Are you Mr. Carter? Mr. Nick Carter? Pardon me for asking, but I wish to be sure.”
“Yes. I am Nick Carter.”
“I have heard my father speak of you several times, Mr. Carter. I suppose you are aware that my governor is abroad just now?”
“I think I noticed in one of the papers, about a month ago, a mention that he had sailed. I did not know that he had or had not returned.”
“No. He’s over there still. I say, Mr. Carter, do I look excited?”
“Well, yes, a little,” replied Nick, smiling. “Has something happened to upset you?”
“Well, rather! Do I talk as if I could tell a connected story? Eh?”
“Why, yes.”
“You’ll pardon me, I know, but you see I wish to be sure. The fact is—— by Jove, old chap, I’m all of a tremble yet. I’ve been trying for the last two hours—all the while, in fact, since I started to come here to see you, to pull myself together so that I could tell you a connected story, and ’pon my life I’m not at all sure of myself yet. It’s awful, you know, Mr. Carter! Horribly awful!”.....
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