October 14, 2022 • 30 mins
In this exciting conclusion of 'The Call of Death or Nick Carter's Clever Assistant,' JC Rede wraps up the story involving a complex bank robbery, a mystery involving a dying man's secret, and several clever detectives bringing criminals to justice. The episode opens with detective Nick Carter and his assistant, Chick Carter, uncovering the identity of the mystery man found dead - James Nordeck, linked to the Westchester bank robbery. Meanwhile, Patsy, another of Nick's assistants, infiltrates a gang led by Turk McGill and Gridley, who have kidnapped Kate Crandell to find the hidden bank loot. Through clever tactics, including a secret message to Nick using a telephone's telegraph code, Patsy manages to hold off the gangsters until Nick and his team raid the hideout, saving the hostages and capturing the criminals. The episode also promises future tales of horror by Edgar Allan Poe and Washington Irving
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J.C. (00:00):
Hello again, folks.
And welcome to another excitingepisode of forward into the
past.
I'm JC Rede, your host andnarrator.
And today we're finishing up thefinal two chapters in the 1915
Nick Carter mystery.
The call of death or NickCarter's clever assistant.
In the last episode.
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After Nick Carter came home frominterviewing main suspect Kate
Crandell, his assistant chickCarter was waiting there to give
Nick the update on the mysteryman left for dead in a house in
Harlem.
After comparing notes, Nickdiscovers that the dead mystery
man is James Nordic.
The man at the center of theWestchester bank robbery.
He soon surmises that James, hisdaughter, Nancy knows where the
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stolen money is and is the veryperson who visited the missing
Reverend Maybrick.
Before being able to moveforward on this angle.
Nick receives an odd telephonemessage and is instantly on the
run.
Meanwhile, Nick's secondassistant.
Patsy has managed to get ongangster Turk.
McGill's good side.
And he and Turk have kidnappedKate Crandell and have sped off
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to an unknown, distant locationin the woods to try to get her
to tell the bank crooks wherethe money is hidden.
How is Patsy going to get out ofthis alive?
And what does Nick know to havehim race away with such speed?
Well gang, here we go.
The thrilling conclusion of thecall of death or Nick Carter's
clever assistant.
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Chapter eight.
Patsy's clever work.
Gridley led the way into a largesquare room.
Like the exterior of the grimstone house, it bore all the
earmarks of antiquity.
Great beams crossed the fadedceiling.
The discolored walls were partlywainscotted.
A smoldering log burdened in ahuge stone fireplace.
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The furnishings in the room wereold and threadbare.
An oil chandelier lighted thescene.
It was suspended above a tableon which were several newspapers
and a few old books.
Also a telephone, the onlymodern fixture in the room.
Kate Crandell was seated on anold sofa, still bound and gagged
and in charge of blink Morgan,but apparently nerved to meet
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whatever might follow.
Sit down Dolan till I'm ready totalk with you.
Gridley commanded when all handshad entered the room.
Now Turk.
Out with the whole business.
Where did you pick him up andwhy?
I'll tell you where and why he.
Patsy began.
You keep quiet.
Gridley sharply interrupted.
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You'll have your say Dolan whenthe time comes.
Sit down and close your traptill you're asked to open it.
Sure thing, if that's the wayyou feel about it.
Patsy Cooley acquiesced.
He saw plainly that Gridley notonly was leader of the gang, but
also that he ruled with a rod ofiron.
He realized too, that he mightnot be able to blind Gridley as
successfully as he had fooledMcGill.
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And Patsy immediately set aboutcasting an anchor to the
Windward.
He had caught side of thetelephone on the table.
He took a chair near it.
He knew that he could not use itin any ordinary way yet he felt
that he might craftily turn itto some advantage.
He also knew of course, nothingof the discoveries Chick had
made.
And the theory Nick was at thatmoment, elucidating in his
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business office in Madisonavenue.
But he did know at least thatany communication to their
office would speedily reach oneof them.
If not, both.
There's nothing for me inholding up this gang before I
get wise to their game.
He reasoned while McGill washurriedly explaining what had
occurred which then held theentire attention of his three
Confederates.
I'll wait till I get next to thewhole business and then decide
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what to do.
Patsy added to himself.
I can pick it up.
All right.
When they begin to talk withthis woman.
Gee whiz, but I don't fancythat.
Furtively watching Gridley whileMcGill was stating how they had
met and what had followed Patsydetected a steadily deepening
frown on Gridley's hard setface.
It smacked of incredulity ofincreasing misgivings and Patsy
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scented trouble.
That infernal, rascal is notgoing to swallow my story
without something to wash itdown.
He thought a bit grimly.
I must sharpen up my wits and beready for him.
If he starts in to put methrough the wringer.
By Jove, I'll have somethingelse ready too, I reckon I can
work it undetected.
McGill was still talkingearnestly to his three
Confederates.
Patsy leaned nearer the table,resting one arm on it.
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And stealthily placed three ofthe books in a pile and
gradually drew them close towith elbow.
He accomplished this just asMcGill ended his story.
When Gridley replied with adoubtful growl and a side glance
at Patsy.
It strikes me Turk, that youhave taken long chances.
Chances.
Said McGill frowning.
Yes.
You really know nothing abouthim.
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Only what he told me.
That may not be true.
But the circumstances and whathe has done.
Are All right.
As far as they go, Gridley,Curtley interrupted.
But they are not enough.
We must be dead sure of him.
We must find out just who he isand where.
Say are you ginks talking aboutme?
Patsy cut in with effectedresentment.
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Yes.
We're talking about you.
Snapped Gridley.
You're a stranger to us.
We might get in wrong, you know,in blindly relying upon a
stranger.
Oh, is that so Patsy retortedand I might throw a shoe to, by
helping a strange gang in such agame, as you guys are playing.
What do you want?
My pedigree?
See here, Dolan.
Oh, I am seeing all there is tosee cried, Patsy frowning.
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You'll find out maybe that I'm alaw and order spotter, or a
central office sleuth.
It will cost you something.
All right.
If we did.
You guys, give me a pain.
I'll tell you right now, I'llshow you the way.
Patsy forcibly added seizing thetelephone for a moment, but
quickly replacing it on thetable.
There is one man who can tellyou all about me.
He will give it to you straight.
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He quickly went on now, shoutingwith pretended resentment.
Call up 47 Madison.
47 Madison Here, I'll write itfor you on the edge of this
newspaper.
So you'll make no mistake.
Four, seven Madison, ask whoJack Dolan is, and.
Dry up.
Snap Gridley interrupting whileMcGill Morgan and Phelan stared
from one to the other.
I'll not telephone anybody.
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You keep cool Dolan and answermy questions.
This is nothing for you to gethot about who is the party
anyway.
He runs a bar room near Madisonavenue said, Patsy curtly.
What's his name?
Jim Donovan.
He knows all about me.
He'll tell you who I am andwhether you can bank on me.
Sure, Ginger.
We can bank on him.
McGill now cried impatiently.
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He's all right.
Or he wouldn't have let me ahand to get the skirt.
That's right to Morgan chimed inconfidently.
He'll go the limit Ginger.
You can bet on that.
So he will perhaps, but therewas no harm in making sure of
it.
Gridley now said less harshly,evidently impressed with these
arguments and the attitude Patsyhad taken.
He ought not to kick at that.
Oh, he's not kicking.
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He's all right.
Gridley from his toes up.
McGill insisted.
He knows what he's doing.
The blinded rascal never spokemore.
Truthfully.
Patsy already had turned one ofthe cleverest tricks of his
exceedingly clever career.
All the while during the heateddiscussion, which had absorbed
the entire attention of the fourcrooks, Patsy had been tapping
with his lead pencil on themetal mouthpiece of the
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telephone.
He had so placed the instrumentnear the pile of books that they
lifted the receiver sufficientlyto let its hook rise and make a
connection with the number hehad thrice shouted chiefly of
course, for the ears of theexchange operator.
The position of the telephonewas not suggestive of the ruse.
One would have observed only bychance that the books raised the
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receiver.
The tapping with a pencil wasnot noticed by either of the
four crooks.
The quick intermittent taps spedinstantly over the wire.
They were the taps distinctlyheard by Nick Carter in his
business office.
They conveyed to him what Patsycould not vocally impart.
This tapped communication by theordinary telegraphic code, which
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Nick and all his assistants wereperfectly familiar.
Cornered stone house Baldwinroad Westchester.
Half mile east of Grangersettlement rush.
Will hold up gang.
If.
Patsy had ended it abruptly.
He saw Gridley's evil eyes casttowards him.
He dropped his pencil and withhis elbow as if by accident, he
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quickly upset the telephone andprevented the detection of his
exceedingly artful ruse.
Turning quickly to catch thefalling instrument.
However, Patsy met with a mishapthat threatened to pervert all
of the good work he had done.
His hasty movements causedsomething to drop from his vest
pocket.
It fell to the floor near thechair.
He did not see it, but instantlycaught the eye of Turk McGill.
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The$20 bank note said to havebeen used for the automobile
hire.
It gave McGill's confidence, asudden terrible jolt.
His faith in Dolan oozed out ofevery poor.
He flashed a swift significantglance at Gridley, then walked
carelessly back of Patsy'schair.
Only to turn quickly and seizehim from behind confining his
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arms and crying sharply.
Sit quiet.
If you're all right, Dolan, youhave nothing to fear, but.
Here's the, but.
It was a big revolver in thehand of ginger Gridley.
He sprang up when Patsy, beganto struggle thrusting the weapon
directly under his nose andadding fiercely.
Sit quiet as you're told, orI'll put you in shape for an
undertaker.
We'll soon find out who you areand whether you're on the level.
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Bring a piece of rope Phelan andtie him to the chair.
Be quick about it.
Oh, very well said.
Patsy Cooley.
But what's this all about?
have your noodle boxes gonewrong?
Why the sudden change of mindMcGill?
McGill did not replyimmediately.
He waited until Phelan came witha piece of rope with which
Patsy's arms were quickly boundto the back of the chair.
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He then picked up the bank notequickly, displaying it and
crying you have lied to me onceDolan, and your whole story may
be a string of lies as Gridleysuspects.
You said you paid for the carwith this money.
You lied.
This is the same bank note Igave you.
So'tis, said Patsy with dryterseness, but don't let that
worry you McGill.
Never worry over picking up a 20case.
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You're dead lucky to get itback.
Patsy now saw plainly enough.
What had occasioned this suddenaggressiveness he saw too, that
the moment was fast approachingwhen subterfuge would be utterly
futile.
when even his identity might bediscovered and he at once took
the only course left open forhim.
That of prolonging theconversation and staving off any
desperate move of these Rascalsuntil his combination telephone
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and Telegraph appeal could beanswered.
For though the telephonereceiver was muffled by its
position on the books, Patsy hadfaintly heard Nick's repeated
hello and recognized his voice.
And he felt reasonably sure fromhis succeeding silence that the
tapped message had been receivedand rightly interpreted.
McGill's face, like that ofevery man of the gang had taken
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on a frown as black as midnight.
He shook the bank note inPatsy's face.
Retorting fiercely.
Lucky to get it back.
Am I, well, you'll be mightylucky to get out of here with
your life.
If we find out that you havetricked us! Oh, I have not
tricked you.
Patsy calmly asserted.
You're getting all haired upover nothing.
I'll explain to yoursatisfaction, McGill, if you
give me time.
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It was for time.
Indeed.
That Patsy then was playing.
Out with it then snarledGridley, again, taking the
ribbons.
What do you mean?
How came you with this money?
McGill gave it to me.
But you said you hired thetouring car with it.
No, I didn't said Patsy.
He only thought I did.
The truth is Mr.
Gridley.
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I hated to let go of 20 bucksthat had come so easy.
So I hung onto the long greeninstead and stole the touring
car from in front of a house.
I ordered you not to steal onecried McGill.
I know it said Patsy with agrin.
But I ain't much on obeyingorders.
I reckoned a stolen car wouldservice as well for the job we
had framed up.
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And since I was going into thethieving game, I thought I might
as well swipe a car and be hungfor a sheep as a lamb.
He's lying.
Gridley said sternly.
See what else he has in hispockets.
Search him from head to foot.
And what's that.
McGill had quickly obeyedthrusting his fingers into
Patsy's vest pockets.
From one of them, he drew out acrumpled scrap of paper
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thoughtlessly put there byPatsy, after having read it.
It's a leaf from a notebook.
He cried.
Here's writing on it! Writing onit?
Thundering guns, whom are we upagainst?
McGill added with a growl.
Listen, Gridley.
Listen.
McGill straightened up withlips, viciously, twitching, and
read it aloud.
The communication from NickCarter to Patsy.
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Kate Crandell knows, but willnot speak shadow her constantly
until otherwise directed, begoverned by circumstances.
I am off for home.
Phone me there of anydiscoveries.
Oh, gee whiz.
It's all off now for fairthought, Patsy.
I'm booked for all I've invitedunless the chief shows up.
There certainly were indicationsof it.
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Gridley snatched the paper fromMcGill and read it himself, then
uttered a terrible oath.
This does settle it.
He fiercely muttered.
A detective that's what he is.
Sure thing.
Snarled McGill.
Search him from head to footPhelan, we must find out who he
is and where we stand.
See if that hair is his own andah, it's not his own, eh?
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off with it Phelan the wholebusiness.
Phelan set to work with viciouszest.
And in a very few minutes, henot only had Patsy stripped of
his disguise, but also thecontents of his pockets spread
upon the table.
Handcuffs Searchlight tworevolvers a well filled pocket
book, a handkerchief keys, andother minor articles.
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None of them bore his name andaddress.
However, nor did nick's briefthough.
Very significant note bear hissignature.
A cry of increasing rage brokefrom McGill when the truth thus
was forced upon him.
But Gridley checked him with agesture saying, sternly, you
keep quiet Turk, and let mehandle this fellow.
But blast him...
There aren't any buts.
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I'm chief of this gang snappedGridley.
And what I say goes.
I'll wring the truth out of him.
You can bet on that.
And we then shall know where westand.
Now.
Tell me at once.
Who are you?
The last was fiercely addressedto Patsy, but Patsy was
undisturbed by his ferocity.
He met his fiery gaze with afrigid stare replying
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indifferently.
Jack Dolan, just as I've toldyou.
That's a lie! Snapped Gridley.
You'd say that if I told you thetruth.
So I might as well hand you onename as another.
Oh, is that so?
You mean then, that you won'ttell me?
I already have told you.
Let it go at that then for thepresent said Gridley with
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ominous severity.
Who gave you this note?
The party who wrote it.
Said Patsy dryly.
What's his name?
I don't know Mr.
Gridley on the dead.
It has slipped my mind.
Hang him cried, McGillimpatiently.
He's giving us the laugh, stringhim up and force him to answer.
You keep quiet.
Gridley again commanded, then toPatsy.
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Why were you told to shadow thiswoman?
That hasn't slipped your mind?
No sure thing said Patsy with aglance at Kate Crandall.
I can remember that, all right.
Out with it then why were youtold to shadow her?
To find out where she went.
Patsy dryly admitted.
By heaven.
If you don't loosen up and tellme, I'll find a way to make you
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Gridley thundered.
Who gave you this note?
To whom are you to telephone?
Any discoveries you make?
He broke off abruptly, hit witha sudden idea and turned sharply
around to his listeningConfederates.
What was that number?
He mentioned.
He cried.
Can you remember it?
Sure.
Cried blink Morgan, four, sevenMadison.
Get that telephone book Gridleypointed at the table.
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Look for police headquarters.
See if that's their number.
Rats.
growled Phelan.
He ain't a police sleuth.
He's no plain clothesy.
I know that push.
Try the private agencies thensnapped Gridley, look up.
Stop a bit.
Begin with Nick Carter.
Try him look up his number.
Holy smoke.
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Thought Patsy.
Here's where the cat makes herfinal jump.
She'll come clean out of the bagthis time.
But the Rascals do not suspectthe trick I've put over on them.
That sure is my only anchor tothe Windward.
Morgan and Turk McGill hadturned pale when Nick Carter's
name was mentioned and theirfears were completely verified
for Phelan, suddenly starting upfrom the telephone book, he was
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hurriedly inspecting, cried outexcitedly.
I've got it.
Here's the name of number fourseven Madison.
It's a telephone in NickCarter's business office.
Last jump is right.
Thought Patsy.
Gridley swung round and gazed athim with murder in his eye.
So Nick Carter wrote this note,did he?
Said he threw his teeth.
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Your to telephone withdiscoveries to him.
Hey.
What have you discovered?
What does he got on us?
Nothing on you that I know ofsaid Patsy unruffled.
I was not directed to shadow youfellas.
What on this woman then?
I don't know for sure.
And I don't think he does Patsytruthfully answered, not yet
informed of Nick's deductionsand suspicions.
That's dead straight goodsGridley on my word.
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Gridley vented an oath andshaped another course.
Make sure that he is securelytied Phelan.
He cried sternly.
We'll settle his hash a littlelater.
Our first move must be to getthe coin and get it mighty quick
If Carter is dipping into thisbusiness.
That's right too.
McGill declared glaring atPatsy.
Get the coin and bolt that's ouronly safe course.
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We'll take it too, and take iton the jump.
Gridley forcibly added.
Free that woman, Morgan, and bequick about it.
She shall tell us what she knowsor God help her! Chapter nine.
The last call.
Kate Crandall had not stirredfrom the sofa during the
sensational scenes, justenacted.
They told her only too plainlythat she was in the hands of
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knaves, who would shrink from nodesperate deed that would serve
their ends.
And she had no thought, but toescape from them by any means
she could command.
Blink Morgan hastened toliberate her while Gridley
seated himself directly in frontof her and sternly said.
You've got mighty few minutes,woman to tell us what we want to
know.
We have others here who couldtell us, but whose traps are
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tightly closed, we've not killedthem lest we might kill our
golden goose, but understandthis.
We'll end them and you too,unless you give us the
information, which.
Kate Crandell checked him with ahaughty gesture.
One moment, Mr.
Gridley, if that's your name,she said coldly.
I can tell you with very fewwords, all that I know.
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You will believe me.
I think though, this man refusedto do so.
She glanced at McGill, but hemade no comments.
You were seen two nights ago byhim and Morgan said, Gridley,
sternly, eyeing her.
They had followed a girl to thehome of a clergyman.
named Maybrick.
They saw her look through hislibrary window and then enter
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his house.
They would have listened at hiswindow to her interview with
him, but you got there first andthey could not do so without
taking risks, then thought to beneedless.
We must know what the girl toldhim.
It's up to you to tell us.
You heard what she said, or youwould not have remained to
listen.
That is true.
Kate coldly admitted.
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I heard all that she said to Mr.
Maybrick.
Tell me.
Said Gridley, sternly.
She told him that her father hadrecently died.
That he was a criminal and hadforced her to be one, but that
she now was determined toreform.
She told him that her father wasone of a gang that had recently
robbed a bank and that he hadhad charge of the stolen funds
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and had buried them, confidingto her, their hiding place while
on his deathbed.
That's the point said Gridley.
That's the very thing we want toknow where the plunder is
hidden.
I cannot tell you.
Not tell me why not?
Because I do not know.
The girl did not inform Mr.
Maybrick.
What did she say about it?
She said she would take him tothe spot and that he could then
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remove the funds and restorethem to the bank.
She would not then reveal thehiding place.
Did she give him no hint.
No none said Kate, she appointeda place for him to meet her last
evening, which he promised to doso.
That is all I can tell you.
Is that true?
God hearing me.
It is true.
Kate solemnly declared.
I cannot possibly give you theinformation you expected from
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me.
I do not know.
Stop.
I believe you.
Gridley cried curtly, thenturning to Blink Morgan he
harshly commanded.
Bring the Jade up here, Blink,and the gospel sharp with her.
I'll find a way to force her tospeak.
Morgan seized a lamp andhastened from the room.
Patsy heard him descending thecellar stairs.
A moment later.
By thunder.
This is the gang that crackedthe Westchester savings bank.
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He said to himself.
Gee whiz.
There's half a million at stake.
If the chief was right, JimNordic must be the man who
buried the plunder.
And the girl in question must beNancy Nordeck Patsy did not
realize just then however, howperfectly right Nick Carter had
sized up the entire case.
This appeared a moment laterwhen Nancy Nordic and the
missing rector were led into theroom.
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Both with their arms securelybound behind them.
The Reverend Austin Maybrick wasquite pale, but he carried
himself with dignity and hisfine face wore a look of scorn
that told little how he fearedthe threatening situation.
He appeared surprised when hesaw Kate Crandell and Patsy, but
he did not speak.
Gridley hardly noticed him.
He turned it once to the girlwho had entered and then leaned
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wearily against the nearestwall.
She was a slender, poorly cladgirl who looked 10 years older
than she really was.
Her dark brown hair was indisorder.
Her eyes deeply ringed, but herfeatures were regular and would
have been quite attractive, butfor a wan and pinched look that
told of dejection suffering andmore of care and misery than
often falls upon one of heryears.
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She also was surprised at seeingPatsy and Kate Gramble.
But it appeared only in thesharper Glint of her large
expressive eyes, which flashedfrom one to another.
Though chiefly at Gridley with alook of mingled determination,
and defiance that evinced afearless spirit in her frail
form.
Gridley turned to her withlowering gaze saying harshly.
You're surprised at seeingothers here.
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Ain't ya?
Nancy Nordeck gave him look forlook with her thin gray lips,
curling contemptuously.
She drew herself up a littlereplying with a sinister slang
that evinced her lack ofrefinement.
Not on your life Gridley.
I wouldn't be surprised at anyscurvy trick that you pulled
off.
What do you want?
Now that you brought him and mefrom the cellar.
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I'd sooner, stay down there thanbe in the same room with you.
Cut out that lob Scousecommanded Gridley sternly.
I'm going to show you where youstand and where these persons
stand, whom you've drawn intothis mess.
I'm going to force you or themto tell me where your double
dealing dad hid that plunder.
Oh, you are Nancy exclaimedderisively.
You'll get fat trying to forcethat out of me.
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You can't get it out of them oranyone else for I've told no
one.
I handed you that at first, butit seems you can't swallow it.
I'm the only one who knows wherethe stuff is planted.
That is true.
Absolutely true.
Said Maybrick with habitualdignity.
I don't know why you havebrought this other woman here,
but you.
What you don't know, cuts no icewith us.
Gridley sharply interrupted.
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You keep quiet or I'll find away to make you.
There's a bunch of sleuths onthis case who may make trouble
for us at any moment.
And I'm in no mood to mincematters.
This infernal jade.
If she's the only one who knows,is going to tell me where to
find that plunder.
Oh, is that so Gridley?
Questioned Nancy, with eyesflashing.
You'll find it so.
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And you'll find it isn't!Snapped the girl defiantly, you
put that idea out of your block.
It might turn you batty! Seehere, Gridley.
She added with sudden display ofdeeper feeling.
I've been a bad egg.
Most of my life, it come to menatural.
And my old man forced me intoit.
He's dead now.
And I stood by alone and saw thelast breath go out of him.
I'd never seen the like before.
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I'd never been where one seesthe call of death, the call of
death! It told me something Inever knew before, but no matter
what, You wouldn't know it if Itold you, and I couldn't tell
you if I tried.
Now, see here, You see here.
Nancy forcibly interrupted.
I'm going to have my say and itwon't take me long.
I'm done with the life I've ledand done with you fellows.
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That plunder is going back tothe bank.
That's what I'm going to do fora starter on the new road.
I knew you guys would watch me.
I reckoned I'd better not takethis gent to the place where the
stuff is hid.
Not till I was dead sure.
You weren't trailing me.
So I took him to a fake placefirst just to find out.
And you and your push were onhand to nail us.
You've got us all right.
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But you'll not get the coin.
I fooled you and I'll keep youfooled.
You'll get nothing from me.
She had told the whole story inthese few passionate words, a
story that might've filled avolume and the look on Gridley
face was one to have appalled aless fearless speaker.
He turned quickly to hisConfederates and fiercely cried.
We'll see about that.
Pals.
We'll find out whether she'llspeak.
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I pull the boots off this gospelsharp and shove his feet into
the fire.
She brought him into this mess.
Let's see whether she'll pullhim out.
She can do it only by squealing.
If not, we'll burn his feet off,and.
Say cried patsy.
Cut that out you fellows.
Cut nothing you dry up or we'llcut out the tongue.
You talk with.
Nancy Nordic had turned as whiteas a sheet.
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Keep quiet my girl, and be bravesaid, Maybrick observing her.
Reveal nothing, no matter whatthese scoundrels do, that is
your new duty.
I'll stick, sir, if you say it.
Said Nancy, but she wastrembling from head to foot.
Oh, you will eh?
Thundered Gridley.
We'll see whether you will.
Grab that gospel shop two ofyou.
And, but there was no grabbingdone of that nature.
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Gridley's furious commands weredrowned by the crash of a
falling door, the rending ofblinds and the breaking of
shuttered windows.
At which the heads of policemenand leveled revolvers instantly
appeared.
Patsy Garvin guests, the truth,and a yell broke from him.
Hurrah! Zambo! It's all off.
The chief is here.
Patsy was right.
While the words were still onhis lips, Nick chick and Danny
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tore through the hall and rushedinto the room with weapons,
drawn and blood in their eyes.
Gridley vented an oath andsnatched up one of Patsy's
revolvers still lying on thetable.
A bullet from Nick's weaponbroke the Rascals wrist.
He fell to the floor, howlingwith pain.
Chick had a gun under McGill'snose and Morgan and Phelan had
thrown up their hands.
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There was very little to itafter that in so far as
opposition was concerned.
Within five minutes, the crookswere in irons, their captives
liberated and Nancy Nordicrelieved of her fears and
started indeed on the betterroad.
Through her, the entire amountof stolen funds were restored to
the bank or more properlythrough her.
And the Carter's.
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She never was prosecuted for anyof her past misdemeanors.
Nick Carter made sure of thatand equally sure that Gridley
and his Confederates receivedthe most severe penalty of law.
Nick's deductions had beenentirely correct after the
disclosures chick had made.
And the remarkable message fromPatsy had showed them the way.
Nick was right too in thinkingthat Kate Crandell though,
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informed of the facts.
Had suppressed them only with afeeling of jealous hatred and
revenge for Maybrick andHarriet, Farley who's relief and
gratitude over the happy turn ofaffairs scarce need be
mentioned.
The end.
Well folks.
That's it for now.
The final.
Nick Carter mystery story for2022.
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Bye for now.
Hello again, folks.
And welcome to another excitingepisode of forward into the
past.
I'm JC Rede, your host andnarrator.
And today we're finishing up thefinal two chapters in the 1915
Nick Carter mystery.
The call of death or NickCarter's clever assistant.
In the last episode.
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After Nick Carter came home frominterviewing main suspect Kate
Crandell, his assistant chickCarter was waiting there to give
Nick the update on the mysteryman left for dead in a house in
Harlem.
After comparing notes, Nickdiscovers that the dead mystery
man is James Nordic.
The man at the center of theWestchester bank robbery.
He soon surmises that James, hisdaughter, Nancy knows where the
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stolen money is and is the veryperson who visited the missing
Reverend Maybrick.
Before being able to moveforward on this angle.
Nick receives an odd telephonemessage and is instantly on the
run.
Meanwhile, Nick's secondassistant.
Patsy has managed to get ongangster Turk.
McGill's good side.
And he and Turk have kidnappedKate Crandell and have sped off
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to an unknown, distant locationin the woods to try to get her
to tell the bank crooks wherethe money is hidden.
How is Patsy going to get out ofthis alive?
And what does Nick know to havehim race away with such speed?
Well gang, here we go.
The thrilling conclusion of thecall of death or Nick Carter's
clever assistant.
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Chapter eight.
Patsy's clever work.
Gridley led the way into a largesquare room.
Like the exterior of the grimstone house, it bore all the
earmarks of antiquity.
Great beams crossed the fadedceiling.
The discolored walls were partlywainscotted.
A smoldering log burdened in ahuge stone fireplace.
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The furnishings in the room wereold and threadbare.
An oil chandelier lighted thescene.
It was suspended above a tableon which were several newspapers
and a few old books.
Also a telephone, the onlymodern fixture in the room.
Kate Crandell was seated on anold sofa, still bound and gagged
and in charge of blink Morgan,but apparently nerved to meet
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whatever might follow.
Sit down Dolan till I'm ready totalk with you.
Gridley commanded when all handshad entered the room.
Now Turk.
Out with the whole business.
Where did you pick him up andwhy?
I'll tell you where and why he.
Patsy began.
You keep quiet.
Gridley sharply interrupted.
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You'll have your say Dolan whenthe time comes.
Sit down and close your traptill you're asked to open it.
Sure thing, if that's the wayyou feel about it.
Patsy Cooley acquiesced.
He saw plainly that Gridley notonly was leader of the gang, but
also that he ruled with a rod ofiron.
He realized too, that he mightnot be able to blind Gridley as
successfully as he had fooledMcGill.
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And Patsy immediately set aboutcasting an anchor to the
Windward.
He had caught side of thetelephone on the table.
He took a chair near it.
He knew that he could not use itin any ordinary way yet he felt
that he might craftily turn itto some advantage.
He also knew of course, nothingof the discoveries Chick had
made.
And the theory Nick was at thatmoment, elucidating in his
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business office in Madisonavenue.
But he did know at least thatany communication to their
office would speedily reach oneof them.
If not, both.
There's nothing for me inholding up this gang before I
get wise to their game.
He reasoned while McGill washurriedly explaining what had
occurred which then held theentire attention of his three
Confederates.
I'll wait till I get next to thewhole business and then decide
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what to do.
Patsy added to himself.
I can pick it up.
All right.
When they begin to talk withthis woman.
Gee whiz, but I don't fancythat.
Furtively watching Gridley whileMcGill was stating how they had
met and what had followed Patsydetected a steadily deepening
frown on Gridley's hard setface.
It smacked of incredulity ofincreasing misgivings and Patsy
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scented trouble.
That infernal, rascal is notgoing to swallow my story
without something to wash itdown.
He thought a bit grimly.
I must sharpen up my wits and beready for him.
If he starts in to put methrough the wringer.
By Jove, I'll have somethingelse ready too, I reckon I can
work it undetected.
McGill was still talkingearnestly to his three
Confederates.
Patsy leaned nearer the table,resting one arm on it.
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And stealthily placed three ofthe books in a pile and
gradually drew them close towith elbow.
He accomplished this just asMcGill ended his story.
When Gridley replied with adoubtful growl and a side glance
at Patsy.
It strikes me Turk, that youhave taken long chances.
Chances.
Said McGill frowning.
Yes.
You really know nothing abouthim.
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Only what he told me.
That may not be true.
But the circumstances and whathe has done.
Are All right.
As far as they go, Gridley,Curtley interrupted.
But they are not enough.
We must be dead sure of him.
We must find out just who he isand where.
Say are you ginks talking aboutme?
Patsy cut in with effectedresentment.
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Yes.
We're talking about you.
Snapped Gridley.
You're a stranger to us.
We might get in wrong, you know,in blindly relying upon a
stranger.
Oh, is that so Patsy retortedand I might throw a shoe to, by
helping a strange gang in such agame, as you guys are playing.
What do you want?
My pedigree?
See here, Dolan.
Oh, I am seeing all there is tosee cried, Patsy frowning.
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You'll find out maybe that I'm alaw and order spotter, or a
central office sleuth.
It will cost you something.
All right.
If we did.
You guys, give me a pain.
I'll tell you right now, I'llshow you the way.
Patsy forcibly added seizing thetelephone for a moment, but
quickly replacing it on thetable.
There is one man who can tellyou all about me.
He will give it to you straight.
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He quickly went on now, shoutingwith pretended resentment.
Call up 47 Madison.
47 Madison Here, I'll write itfor you on the edge of this
newspaper.
So you'll make no mistake.
Four, seven Madison, ask whoJack Dolan is, and.
Dry up.
Snap Gridley interrupting whileMcGill Morgan and Phelan stared
from one to the other.
I'll not telephone anybody.
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You keep cool Dolan and answermy questions.
This is nothing for you to gethot about who is the party
anyway.
He runs a bar room near Madisonavenue said, Patsy curtly.
What's his name?
Jim Donovan.
He knows all about me.
He'll tell you who I am andwhether you can bank on me.
Sure, Ginger.
We can bank on him.
McGill now cried impatiently.
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He's all right.
Or he wouldn't have let me ahand to get the skirt.
That's right to Morgan chimed inconfidently.
He'll go the limit Ginger.
You can bet on that.
So he will perhaps, but therewas no harm in making sure of
it.
Gridley now said less harshly,evidently impressed with these
arguments and the attitude Patsyhad taken.
He ought not to kick at that.
Oh, he's not kicking.
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He's all right.
Gridley from his toes up.
McGill insisted.
He knows what he's doing.
The blinded rascal never spokemore.
Truthfully.
Patsy already had turned one ofthe cleverest tricks of his
exceedingly clever career.
All the while during the heateddiscussion, which had absorbed
the entire attention of the fourcrooks, Patsy had been tapping
with his lead pencil on themetal mouthpiece of the
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telephone.
He had so placed the instrumentnear the pile of books that they
lifted the receiver sufficientlyto let its hook rise and make a
connection with the number hehad thrice shouted chiefly of
course, for the ears of theexchange operator.
The position of the telephonewas not suggestive of the ruse.
One would have observed only bychance that the books raised the
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receiver.
The tapping with a pencil wasnot noticed by either of the
four crooks.
The quick intermittent taps spedinstantly over the wire.
They were the taps distinctlyheard by Nick Carter in his
business office.
They conveyed to him what Patsycould not vocally impart.
This tapped communication by theordinary telegraphic code, which
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Nick and all his assistants wereperfectly familiar.
Cornered stone house Baldwinroad Westchester.
Half mile east of Grangersettlement rush.
Will hold up gang.
If.
Patsy had ended it abruptly.
He saw Gridley's evil eyes casttowards him.
He dropped his pencil and withhis elbow as if by accident, he
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quickly upset the telephone andprevented the detection of his
exceedingly artful ruse.
Turning quickly to catch thefalling instrument.
However, Patsy met with a mishapthat threatened to pervert all
of the good work he had done.
His hasty movements causedsomething to drop from his vest
pocket.
It fell to the floor near thechair.
He did not see it, but instantlycaught the eye of Turk McGill.
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The$20 bank note said to havebeen used for the automobile
hire.
It gave McGill's confidence, asudden terrible jolt.
His faith in Dolan oozed out ofevery poor.
He flashed a swift significantglance at Gridley, then walked
carelessly back of Patsy'schair.
Only to turn quickly and seizehim from behind confining his
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arms and crying sharply.
Sit quiet.
If you're all right, Dolan, youhave nothing to fear, but.
Here's the, but.
It was a big revolver in thehand of ginger Gridley.
He sprang up when Patsy, beganto struggle thrusting the weapon
directly under his nose andadding fiercely.
Sit quiet as you're told, orI'll put you in shape for an
undertaker.
We'll soon find out who you areand whether you're on the level.
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Bring a piece of rope Phelan andtie him to the chair.
Be quick about it.
Oh, very well said.
Patsy Cooley.
But what's this all about?
have your noodle boxes gonewrong?
Why the sudden change of mindMcGill?
McGill did not replyimmediately.
He waited until Phelan came witha piece of rope with which
Patsy's arms were quickly boundto the back of the chair.
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He then picked up the bank notequickly, displaying it and
crying you have lied to me onceDolan, and your whole story may
be a string of lies as Gridleysuspects.
You said you paid for the carwith this money.
You lied.
This is the same bank note Igave you.
So'tis, said Patsy with dryterseness, but don't let that
worry you McGill.
Never worry over picking up a 20case.
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You're dead lucky to get itback.
Patsy now saw plainly enough.
What had occasioned this suddenaggressiveness he saw too, that
the moment was fast approachingwhen subterfuge would be utterly
futile.
when even his identity might bediscovered and he at once took
the only course left open forhim.
That of prolonging theconversation and staving off any
desperate move of these Rascalsuntil his combination telephone
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and Telegraph appeal could beanswered.
For though the telephonereceiver was muffled by its
position on the books, Patsy hadfaintly heard Nick's repeated
hello and recognized his voice.
And he felt reasonably sure fromhis succeeding silence that the
tapped message had been receivedand rightly interpreted.
McGill's face, like that ofevery man of the gang had taken
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on a frown as black as midnight.
He shook the bank note inPatsy's face.
Retorting fiercely.
Lucky to get it back.
Am I, well, you'll be mightylucky to get out of here with
your life.
If we find out that you havetricked us! Oh, I have not
tricked you.
Patsy calmly asserted.
You're getting all haired upover nothing.
I'll explain to yoursatisfaction, McGill, if you
give me time.
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It was for time.
Indeed.
That Patsy then was playing.
Out with it then snarledGridley, again, taking the
ribbons.
What do you mean?
How came you with this money?
McGill gave it to me.
But you said you hired thetouring car with it.
No, I didn't said Patsy.
He only thought I did.
The truth is Mr.
Gridley.
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I hated to let go of 20 bucksthat had come so easy.
So I hung onto the long greeninstead and stole the touring
car from in front of a house.
I ordered you not to steal onecried McGill.
I know it said Patsy with agrin.
But I ain't much on obeyingorders.
I reckoned a stolen car wouldservice as well for the job we
had framed up.
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And since I was going into thethieving game, I thought I might
as well swipe a car and be hungfor a sheep as a lamb.
He's lying.
Gridley said sternly.
See what else he has in hispockets.
Search him from head to foot.
And what's that.
McGill had quickly obeyedthrusting his fingers into
Patsy's vest pockets.
From one of them, he drew out acrumpled scrap of paper
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thoughtlessly put there byPatsy, after having read it.
It's a leaf from a notebook.
He cried.
Here's writing on it! Writing onit?
Thundering guns, whom are we upagainst?
McGill added with a growl.
Listen, Gridley.
Listen.
McGill straightened up withlips, viciously, twitching, and
read it aloud.
The communication from NickCarter to Patsy.
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Kate Crandell knows, but willnot speak shadow her constantly
until otherwise directed, begoverned by circumstances.
I am off for home.
Phone me there of anydiscoveries.
Oh, gee whiz.
It's all off now for fairthought, Patsy.
I'm booked for all I've invitedunless the chief shows up.
There certainly were indicationsof it.
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Gridley snatched the paper fromMcGill and read it himself, then
uttered a terrible oath.
This does settle it.
He fiercely muttered.
A detective that's what he is.
Sure thing.
Snarled McGill.
Search him from head to footPhelan, we must find out who he
is and where we stand.
See if that hair is his own andah, it's not his own, eh?
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off with it Phelan the wholebusiness.
Phelan set to work with viciouszest.
And in a very few minutes, henot only had Patsy stripped of
his disguise, but also thecontents of his pockets spread
upon the table.
Handcuffs Searchlight tworevolvers a well filled pocket
book, a handkerchief keys, andother minor articles.
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None of them bore his name andaddress.
However, nor did nick's briefthough.
Very significant note bear hissignature.
A cry of increasing rage brokefrom McGill when the truth thus
was forced upon him.
But Gridley checked him with agesture saying, sternly, you
keep quiet Turk, and let mehandle this fellow.
But blast him...
There aren't any buts.
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I'm chief of this gang snappedGridley.
And what I say goes.
I'll wring the truth out of him.
You can bet on that.
And we then shall know where westand.
Now.
Tell me at once.
Who are you?
The last was fiercely addressedto Patsy, but Patsy was
undisturbed by his ferocity.
He met his fiery gaze with afrigid stare replying
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indifferently.
Jack Dolan, just as I've toldyou.
That's a lie! Snapped Gridley.
You'd say that if I told you thetruth.
So I might as well hand you onename as another.
Oh, is that so?
You mean then, that you won'ttell me?
I already have told you.
Let it go at that then for thepresent said Gridley with
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ominous severity.
Who gave you this note?
The party who wrote it.
Said Patsy dryly.
What's his name?
I don't know Mr.
Gridley on the dead.
It has slipped my mind.
Hang him cried, McGillimpatiently.
He's giving us the laugh, stringhim up and force him to answer.
You keep quiet.
Gridley again commanded, then toPatsy.
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Why were you told to shadow thiswoman?
That hasn't slipped your mind?
No sure thing said Patsy with aglance at Kate Crandall.
I can remember that, all right.
Out with it then why were youtold to shadow her?
To find out where she went.
Patsy dryly admitted.
By heaven.
If you don't loosen up and tellme, I'll find a way to make you
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Gridley thundered.
Who gave you this note?
To whom are you to telephone?
Any discoveries you make?
He broke off abruptly, hit witha sudden idea and turned sharply
around to his listeningConfederates.
What was that number?
He mentioned.
He cried.
Can you remember it?
Sure.
Cried blink Morgan, four, sevenMadison.
Get that telephone book Gridleypointed at the table.
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Look for police headquarters.
See if that's their number.
Rats.
growled Phelan.
He ain't a police sleuth.
He's no plain clothesy.
I know that push.
Try the private agencies thensnapped Gridley, look up.
Stop a bit.
Begin with Nick Carter.
Try him look up his number.
Holy smoke.
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Thought Patsy.
Here's where the cat makes herfinal jump.
She'll come clean out of the bagthis time.
But the Rascals do not suspectthe trick I've put over on them.
That sure is my only anchor tothe Windward.
Morgan and Turk McGill hadturned pale when Nick Carter's
name was mentioned and theirfears were completely verified
for Phelan, suddenly starting upfrom the telephone book, he was
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hurriedly inspecting, cried outexcitedly.
I've got it.
Here's the name of number fourseven Madison.
It's a telephone in NickCarter's business office.
Last jump is right.
Thought Patsy.
Gridley swung round and gazed athim with murder in his eye.
So Nick Carter wrote this note,did he?
Said he threw his teeth.
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Your to telephone withdiscoveries to him.
Hey.
What have you discovered?
What does he got on us?
Nothing on you that I know ofsaid Patsy unruffled.
I was not directed to shadow youfellas.
What on this woman then?
I don't know for sure.
And I don't think he does Patsytruthfully answered, not yet
informed of Nick's deductionsand suspicions.
That's dead straight goodsGridley on my word.
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Gridley vented an oath andshaped another course.
Make sure that he is securelytied Phelan.
He cried sternly.
We'll settle his hash a littlelater.
Our first move must be to getthe coin and get it mighty quick
If Carter is dipping into thisbusiness.
That's right too.
McGill declared glaring atPatsy.
Get the coin and bolt that's ouronly safe course.
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We'll take it too, and take iton the jump.
Gridley forcibly added.
Free that woman, Morgan, and bequick about it.
She shall tell us what she knowsor God help her! Chapter nine.
The last call.
Kate Crandall had not stirredfrom the sofa during the
sensational scenes, justenacted.
They told her only too plainlythat she was in the hands of
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knaves, who would shrink from nodesperate deed that would serve
their ends.
And she had no thought, but toescape from them by any means
she could command.
Blink Morgan hastened toliberate her while Gridley
seated himself directly in frontof her and sternly said.
You've got mighty few minutes,woman to tell us what we want to
know.
We have others here who couldtell us, but whose traps are
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tightly closed, we've not killedthem lest we might kill our
golden goose, but understandthis.
We'll end them and you too,unless you give us the
information, which.
Kate Crandell checked him with ahaughty gesture.
One moment, Mr.
Gridley, if that's your name,she said coldly.
I can tell you with very fewwords, all that I know.
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You will believe me.
I think though, this man refusedto do so.
She glanced at McGill, but hemade no comments.
You were seen two nights ago byhim and Morgan said, Gridley,
sternly, eyeing her.
They had followed a girl to thehome of a clergyman.
named Maybrick.
They saw her look through hislibrary window and then enter
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his house.
They would have listened at hiswindow to her interview with
him, but you got there first andthey could not do so without
taking risks, then thought to beneedless.
We must know what the girl toldhim.
It's up to you to tell us.
You heard what she said, or youwould not have remained to
listen.
That is true.
Kate coldly admitted.
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I heard all that she said to Mr.
Maybrick.
Tell me.
Said Gridley, sternly.
She told him that her father hadrecently died.
That he was a criminal and hadforced her to be one, but that
she now was determined toreform.
She told him that her father wasone of a gang that had recently
robbed a bank and that he hadhad charge of the stolen funds
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and had buried them, confidingto her, their hiding place while
on his deathbed.
That's the point said Gridley.
That's the very thing we want toknow where the plunder is
hidden.
I cannot tell you.
Not tell me why not?
Because I do not know.
The girl did not inform Mr.
Maybrick.
What did she say about it?
She said she would take him tothe spot and that he could then
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remove the funds and restorethem to the bank.
She would not then reveal thehiding place.
Did she give him no hint.
No none said Kate, she appointeda place for him to meet her last
evening, which he promised to doso.
That is all I can tell you.
Is that true?
God hearing me.
It is true.
Kate solemnly declared.
I cannot possibly give you theinformation you expected from
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me.
I do not know.
Stop.
I believe you.
Gridley cried curtly, thenturning to Blink Morgan he
harshly commanded.
Bring the Jade up here, Blink,and the gospel sharp with her.
I'll find a way to force her tospeak.
Morgan seized a lamp andhastened from the room.
Patsy heard him descending thecellar stairs.
A moment later.
By thunder.
This is the gang that crackedthe Westchester savings bank.
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He said to himself.
Gee whiz.
There's half a million at stake.
If the chief was right, JimNordic must be the man who
buried the plunder.
And the girl in question must beNancy Nordeck Patsy did not
realize just then however, howperfectly right Nick Carter had
sized up the entire case.
This appeared a moment laterwhen Nancy Nordic and the
missing rector were led into theroom.
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Both with their arms securelybound behind them.
The Reverend Austin Maybrick wasquite pale, but he carried
himself with dignity and hisfine face wore a look of scorn
that told little how he fearedthe threatening situation.
He appeared surprised when hesaw Kate Crandell and Patsy, but
he did not speak.
Gridley hardly noticed him.
He turned it once to the girlwho had entered and then leaned
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wearily against the nearestwall.
She was a slender, poorly cladgirl who looked 10 years older
than she really was.
Her dark brown hair was indisorder.
Her eyes deeply ringed, but herfeatures were regular and would
have been quite attractive, butfor a wan and pinched look that
told of dejection suffering andmore of care and misery than
often falls upon one of heryears.
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She also was surprised at seeingPatsy and Kate Gramble.
But it appeared only in thesharper Glint of her large
expressive eyes, which flashedfrom one to another.
Though chiefly at Gridley with alook of mingled determination,
and defiance that evinced afearless spirit in her frail
form.
Gridley turned to her withlowering gaze saying harshly.
You're surprised at seeingothers here.
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Ain't ya?
Nancy Nordeck gave him look forlook with her thin gray lips,
curling contemptuously.
She drew herself up a littlereplying with a sinister slang
that evinced her lack ofrefinement.
Not on your life Gridley.
I wouldn't be surprised at anyscurvy trick that you pulled
off.
What do you want?
Now that you brought him and mefrom the cellar.
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I'd sooner, stay down there thanbe in the same room with you.
Cut out that lob Scousecommanded Gridley sternly.
I'm going to show you where youstand and where these persons
stand, whom you've drawn intothis mess.
I'm going to force you or themto tell me where your double
dealing dad hid that plunder.
Oh, you are Nancy exclaimedderisively.
You'll get fat trying to forcethat out of me.
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You can't get it out of them oranyone else for I've told no
one.
I handed you that at first, butit seems you can't swallow it.
I'm the only one who knows wherethe stuff is planted.
That is true.
Absolutely true.
Said Maybrick with habitualdignity.
I don't know why you havebrought this other woman here,
but you.
What you don't know, cuts no icewith us.
Gridley sharply interrupted.
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You keep quiet or I'll find away to make you.
There's a bunch of sleuths onthis case who may make trouble
for us at any moment.
And I'm in no mood to mincematters.
This infernal jade.
If she's the only one who knows,is going to tell me where to
find that plunder.
Oh, is that so Gridley?
Questioned Nancy, with eyesflashing.
You'll find it so.
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And you'll find it isn't!Snapped the girl defiantly, you
put that idea out of your block.
It might turn you batty! Seehere, Gridley.
She added with sudden display ofdeeper feeling.
I've been a bad egg.
Most of my life, it come to menatural.
And my old man forced me intoit.
He's dead now.
And I stood by alone and saw thelast breath go out of him.
I'd never seen the like before.
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I'd never been where one seesthe call of death, the call of
death! It told me something Inever knew before, but no matter
what, You wouldn't know it if Itold you, and I couldn't tell
you if I tried.
Now, see here, You see here.
Nancy forcibly interrupted.
I'm going to have my say and itwon't take me long.
I'm done with the life I've ledand done with you fellows.
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That plunder is going back tothe bank.
That's what I'm going to do fora starter on the new road.
I knew you guys would watch me.
I reckoned I'd better not takethis gent to the place where the
stuff is hid.
Not till I was dead sure.
You weren't trailing me.
So I took him to a fake placefirst just to find out.
And you and your push were onhand to nail us.
You've got us all right.
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But you'll not get the coin.
I fooled you and I'll keep youfooled.
You'll get nothing from me.
She had told the whole story inthese few passionate words, a
story that might've filled avolume and the look on Gridley
face was one to have appalled aless fearless speaker.
He turned quickly to hisConfederates and fiercely cried.
We'll see about that.
Pals.
We'll find out whether she'llspeak.
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I pull the boots off this gospelsharp and shove his feet into
the fire.
She brought him into this mess.
Let's see whether she'll pullhim out.
She can do it only by squealing.
If not, we'll burn his feet off,and.
Say cried patsy.
Cut that out you fellows.
Cut nothing you dry up or we'llcut out the tongue.
You talk with.
Nancy Nordic had turned as whiteas a sheet.
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Keep quiet my girl, and be bravesaid, Maybrick observing her.
Reveal nothing, no matter whatthese scoundrels do, that is
your new duty.
I'll stick, sir, if you say it.
Said Nancy, but she wastrembling from head to foot.
Oh, you will eh?
Thundered Gridley.
We'll see whether you will.
Grab that gospel shop two ofyou.
And, but there was no grabbingdone of that nature.
(25:29):
Gridley's furious commands weredrowned by the crash of a
falling door, the rending ofblinds and the breaking of
shuttered windows.
At which the heads of policemenand leveled revolvers instantly
appeared.
Patsy Garvin guests, the truth,and a yell broke from him.
Hurrah! Zambo! It's all off.
The chief is here.
Patsy was right.
While the words were still onhis lips, Nick chick and Danny
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tore through the hall and rushedinto the room with weapons,
drawn and blood in their eyes.
Gridley vented an oath andsnatched up one of Patsy's
revolvers still lying on thetable.
A bullet from Nick's weaponbroke the Rascals wrist.
He fell to the floor, howlingwith pain.
Chick had a gun under McGill'snose and Morgan and Phelan had
thrown up their hands.
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There was very little to itafter that in so far as
opposition was concerned.
Within five minutes, the crookswere in irons, their captives
liberated and Nancy Nordicrelieved of her fears and
started indeed on the betterroad.
Through her, the entire amountof stolen funds were restored to
the bank or more properlythrough her.
And the Carter's.
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She never was prosecuted for anyof her past misdemeanors.
Nick Carter made sure of thatand equally sure that Gridley
and his Confederates receivedthe most severe penalty of law.
Nick's deductions had beenentirely correct after the
disclosures chick had made.
And the remarkable message fromPatsy had showed them the way.
Nick was right too in thinkingthat Kate Crandell though,
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informed of the facts.
Had suppressed them only with afeeling of jealous hatred and
revenge for Maybrick andHarriet, Farley who's relief and
gratitude over the happy turn ofaffairs scarce need be
mentioned.
The end.
Well folks.
That's it for now.
The final.
Nick Carter mystery story for2022.
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Wow.
It's been a journey.
I'd like to thank you all forjoining me on my little
adventure to see if I couldactually do this.
And it's turned out to be one ofthe best things I've ever done
with my life.
I really do hope you all haveenjoyed it as much as I have.
And if you have, might I suggestthat you support the show by
using the, buy me a coffee linkon my web page.
(27:38):
On a mobile phone.
It's that coffee cup image onthe bottom left corner of your
screen.
Or there's a button on the pagewith the words, buy me a coffee
clearly on it.
Or on several podcast platforms,there's also a link that says
something like support the showand it will take you to the
correct page.
Either way.
Thank you in advance.
If you do decide to support theshow.
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I truly do appreciate it.
Well gang.
Up next in the podcast.
I'll have two tales of horrorfrom the master storyteller
himself.
Edgar Allen Poe (28:09):
The telltale heart and the cask of
Amontillado.
Following that Washington Irvingspooky tale of the headless
horseman, the legend of sleepyhollow.
After that I'm going to take alittle break.
And then a few Christmas storiesfor the holidays.
The Nick Carter mysteries willbegin once again in January,
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2023.
Once again, folks, I am sograteful and humbled that you
have taken time to listen to me,spin these stories.
I can't tell you how much Itruly appreciate it.
Okay.
I've rambled long enough gang.
I'd better wrap this up.
As always.
Thanks for listening.
Keep sharing the stories and beA good human.
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Bye for now.
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