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THE SUICIDE;
Or, NICK CARTER AND THE LOST HEAD.
Edited by CHICKERING CARTER.
CHAPTER I.
HOW THE END CAME.
“Slow down, Danny, and look out for that wire,” said Nick Carter to hischauffeur. “It may be a live one.”
“I’m onto it, chief.”
“Onto it, eh? Don’t you run onto it while I’m in the car, not if it’s alive one. You may fancy absorbing the output of an electric-lightingplant, but not for mine, Danny, not for mine! I know what it would do tome. I’ve seen men electrocuted.”
Danny Maloney laughed, for it was obvious that the famous detective wasjesting.
“Onto it with my lamps, chief, is what I meant,” he replied.
“Say what you mean, then,” said Nick, with a smile. “Precision is one ofthe valuable assets of a detective. Luckily, however, you are addressingone who can read between the lines—barring those of the ambiguousletter that brought us out here.”
“Can’t you fathom it? It must be mighty blind, chief, if it fools you.”
“On the contrary, Danny, it is perfectly plain—what there is of it,”said Nick dryly. “A woman, one Mrs. Myra Darling, states that she is ingreat trouble, that a very devoted friend of mine has advised her toappeal to me, and will I favor her with a call at my earliestconvenience.”
“That all?” questioned Danny tersely.
“The whole business,” said Nick. “Of course, the appeal coming from awoman, I cannot turn it down. Noblesse oblige.”
“You don’t know her?”
“Not from a side of leather. I am acquainted with no Darling[Pg 3]woman—suppress that smile, Danny. I know what you are thinking. Butall women are not darlings—far from it.”
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