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CHAPTER XXVIII.

BLACK MADGE CAUGHT IN A TRAP.

But the flaring up of the match also developed another rather startling

fact, and that was the presence of Curly, who, with the bartender, Phil,

was standing directly behind Chick.

The light also discovered Nick Carter to the others, as it discovered

them to him, and, although it burned but a moment, it was a revelation

to all the parties concerned. It was Phil, the bartender, who acted more

quickly than the others in this somewhat confusing moment of the

encounter, for, with admirable presence of mind, he stepped quickly

forward, and, reaching out his hands, managed to pull the others toward

him until their heads were so close together that the faintest whisper

could be heard, and then he said:

"Follow me along the corridor into the front hall. We can talk there."

They did so, and presently they stood together in the front hallway

beside the stairs beyond the hidden doorway which Nick had discovered.

And, during the time they occupied in getting to this point, Nick, who

realized that the disguise he wore was no longer of any importance,

busily engaged himself in removing it, or, at least, the facial part of

it, so that, although in the dark they could not see him, he had

restored himself, nevertheless, to his proper person.

"Now, Curly," said the detective, "tell me what this all means. I don't

understand it at all."

"Let me talk," interrupted Phil. "It's this way, Carter: When you

escaped from the barroom through the little door into the boss' sanctum,

you had no sooner gone than Grinnel switched on the lights again, and

your absence was discovered. Then it was that the whole bunch lit on to

Curly and Chick here, with both feet, downed them, trussed them up, and

when Chick was taken to the cellar below, to feed the rats, if he had

been left there long enough, Curly was fired along with him. I tell you,

right now, Carter, it's all up with Curly in this place. He never can

make himself good with this bunch again as long as he lives, and it's up

to him to light out now, for good and all, unless he wants to turn up

his toes and go to the morgue."

The detective turned to Curly again, and once more struck a match so

that they could all see the faces of one another.

"Is that straight, Curly?" he asked.

"That's about the size of it, Mr. Carter."

"Then," said Nick, "am I to understand that the occurrences of this

evening have released me from my promise to you to make no arrests in

this place, or any arrest of any one who is now in this place within

twenty-four hours?"

"Yes, sir, the promise is all off. You can do as you've a mind to. It

would suit me to a T if you would gather in the whole push."

"Thank you, Curly," said Nick. "That statement of yours lets me out of a

peck of trouble, for having given the promise, of course I would not

break it, and I could not quite see how we could carry this thing

through to a finish without."

He was silent for a moment after that, and then he asked:

"Can I rely upon you, Curly, to stand by me through what is to come?"

"To the last ditch, Mr. Carter," was the emphatic response.

"And you, Phil--what about you?"

"Well," was the slow reply, for the man was evidently considering his

words with very great care, "I guess my usefulness in this place is just

about over. When the boss finds out that Curly and Chick have both

gotten out of the dungeon below, he will know mighty well who it was

that let them out, and that will mean yours truly for the dead wagon in

about fifteen minutes; so I think, Carter, that I'd better tie up to you

while I've got the chance. I am not a crook myself, and never have been

one, although I have consorted with them, and been companions with them

for a good many years."

"And will you see the thing through to the finish, Phil?" asked Nick

again.

"I will do just as Curly said he would do. I'll stand by you to the last

ditch."

"Are you all ready to obey my orders, exactly as I shall give them?"

asked Nick again, slowly.

"We are," came the unanimous response.

"In this case," said the detective, "I am going to make a desperate

effort to find out what a bold stroke will do, and here is my plan: We

will go back together to that door before which I was standing a moment

ago, which, I conclude, from its character, is rather a flimsy----"

"It is that," said Phil.

"And after we get there we will stand silently for a moment, each one of

you preparing for the signal which I shall give. When I say, 'Now,' I

will throw myself against the door, and burst it open, and as I do so,

and leap into the room, you three are to follow me, one after the other,

as quickly as possible.

"You, Phil, will make directly for the electric switch, and you will see

to it, no matter what happens, that the room is not plunged in darkness.

"You, Curly--by the way, have you any weapons about you?"

"I have got two guns in my pocket, all right."

"Very well; you, Curly, the moment you get into the room, will draw your

two guns, and level them at the crowd.

"After that all you have to do is to follow the lead of Chick and

myself, and protect yourselves until the fight is over--if there is a

fight."

"I reckon I can do that, too, Mr. Carter," said Curly.

"I haven't a doubt of it, Curly. I want you to remember not to shoot too

quick, and under no circumstances to shoot to kill, unless it is

absolutely necessary; as a matter of fact, I don't expect that we will

have much trouble, for when they see us in the room, fully armed, and

hear the first words that I shall utter, I think we will have no

difficulty in carrying our point."

There was nothing more said then, and Nick turned away, and led them

quickly back again to the door, near which he had heard the conversation

between Black Madge and Mike Grinnel.

For a moment they stood there, waiting to get their breath, and to

prepare their muscles and sinews and nerves for the ordeal to which they

were about to be put; and then from the detective came a low and

emphatic--"Now!"

The instant that the detective shouted out this word, he plunged

forward, throwing his shoulder heavily against the flimsy door, already

mentioned, so that it was burst from its lock and from its hinges at

the same time, and was sent flying halfway across the room.

But even before the clatter which followed the crash had subsided, Nick

Carter, with a pistol in either hand, had leaped across the threshold,

and with one more bound arrived at the spot directly beside Mike

Grinnel.

Turning the weapon about while he approached, he brought the butt of it

down, with a resounding whack, upon Grinnel's skull, sending him

tumbling to the floor, and then he straightened up, with both arms

extended, and the muzzles of his pistols wavering from form to form of

the astonished throng in the room, and he cried out:

"Hands up, every one of you. I am here after just one person. The rest

of you I don't want, unless somebody interferes with me, and if you do

interfere there are enough outside of this house, without doubt, to take

you all in."

When he leaped across the threshold, the others followed him, as he had

directed, and, having already cautioned Chick in a whisper to look out

for Madge, and feeling sure that the others would do their respective

duties, as he had directed, Nick had no fear whatever of the result.

A collection of criminals assembled as these were are always glad to

hear that there is only one among them who is "wanted," for each one

seems instinctively to know that he is not "it." And Nick Carter knew

the criminal class so well that he was certain that this announcement

would prevent any immediate attack upon him by the twenty or thirty men

who were gathered there.

Having heard this statement, and having, also, taken due notice of his

suggestion that there were plenty of reenforcements outside the

building, although it will be remembered that the detective had not

explained how far outside they were, and remembering that a considerable

time had elapsed since Nick Carter left that room before, they were one

and all willing to wait a moment before beginning what might be an

unnecessary attack, which would be sure to send many of them to prison

before it was over. And so they waited, casting furtive glances at one

another, many of them with their hands upon their weapons, and all of

them ready to fight, if need be, but quite as ready to avoid a fight, if

it were policy to do so.

"Now, listen to me," said Nick Carter. "I came here to-night to get

Black Madge, and I know by the sounds I have heard behind me since I

entered the room just now that she has got a pair of bracelets on her

that she doesn't like to wear. I am going to take her away with me, and

she is going to be sent back to the prison from which she escaped, and

if there is anybody in this crowd that interferes with me, or offers to

do so, it will be very much the worse for that person.

"On the other hand, if I am not interfered with, we shall go away

quietly with Madge, and what the rest of you may do after that does not

concern me. You have my word for it, and you all know that when Nick

Carter gives his word, he keeps it. Now, answer me, somebody, and let

him speak for all. Does what I say go?"

A voice from the far end of the room replied instantly:

"I say it goes, for one."

"Then answer, all of you," said the detective.

"It goes. You bet it goes."

In their eagerness to answer his request, they came near to all shouting

at once.

"Thank you," said Nick, smiling. "Now, I have one more word to say, and

then we will take our departure. There are eight men here whose names I

will call, and I want them each to take this as a warning from me. They

are Scar-faced Johnny; a man called Slippery Al; Surly Bob, whose career

I know; Gentleman Jim, who, for the good of his health, ought to take a

vacation on the other side of the ocean; Joe Cuthbert; Eugene Maxwell;

Fly Cummings; and, last, but not least, is the man who is known as The

Parson, and that same Parson had better get himself out of New York as

quickly as possible.

"I am speaking now to those eight whose names I have mentioned. I know

that you have all joined in with an organization created by Black Madge.

I know, or think I know, the purpose of that organization. I will give

all of you twenty-four hours to get out of the city of New York, and if

any one of you is found inside of the limits of the city after that

time, look out for squalls."

There was a low murmur around the room following upon this speech by the

detective, but whether in protest or approbation, the detective did not

concern himself to discover.

With calm deliberation, he turned his back upon them all, and motioned

to Chick, who had Madge securely handcuffed to his own wrist, to precede

him through the door.

Then he motioned to Curly and to Phil to pass through it also.

And, then, stepping himself to the door, he turned about upon the

threshold, and faced the crowd once more.

"One last word to you all," he said. "He among you who hurts Curly John,

or Phil, the bartender, for this night's work, or attempts to do so,

hurts me. I bid you good night."

It is only necessary to add that, within forty-eight hours of that time,

Black Madge found herself again in the prison of that State for which

she had expressed such abounding contempt, and that, at her trial, which

followed soon after, she was sentenced to serve ten years in the State

prison, where she is at this day.

THE END

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901--A Weird Treasure

902--The Middle Link

903--To the Ends of the Earth

904--When Honors Pall

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906--A New Serpent in Eden

907--When Brave Men Tremble

908--A Test of Courage

909--Where Peril Beckons

910--The Gargoni Girdle

911--Rascals & Co.

912--Too Late to Talk

913--Satan's Apt Pupil

914--The Girl Prisoner

915--The Danger of Folly

916--One Shipwreck Too Many

917--Scourged by Fear

918--The Red Plague

919--Scoundrels Rampant

920--From Clew to Clew

921--When Rogues Conspire

922--Twelve in a Grave

923--The Great Opium Case

924--A Conspiracy of Rumors

925--A Klondike Claim

926--The Evil Formula

927--The Man of Many Faces

928--The Great Enigma

929--The Burden of Proof

930--The Stolen Brain

931--A Titled Counterfeiter

932--The Magic Necklace

933--'Round the World for a Quarter

934--Over the Edge of the World

935--In the Grip of Fate

936--The Case of Many Clews

937--The Sealed Door

938--Nick Carter and the Green Goods Men

939--The Man Without a Will

940--Tracked Across the Atlantic

941--A Clew from the Unknown

942--The Crime of a Countess

943--A Mixed-up Mess

944--The Great Money-order Swindle

945--The Adder's Brood

946--A Wall Street Haul

947--For a Pawned Crown

948--Sealed Orders

949--The Hate that Kills

950--The American Marquis

951--The Needy Nine

952--Fighting Against Millions

953--Outlaws of the Blue

954--The Old Detective's Pupil

955--Found in the Jungle

956--The Mysterious Mail Robbery

957--Broken Bars

958--A Fair Criminal

959--Won by Magic

960--The Piano Box Mystery

961--The Man They Held Back

962--A Millionaire Partner

963--A Pressing Peril

964--An Australian Klondike

965--The Sultan's Pearls

966--The Double Shuffle Club

967--Paying the Price

968--A Woman's Hand

969--A Network of Crime

970--At Thompson's Ranch

971--The Crossed Needles

972--The Diamond Mine Case

973--Blood Will Tell

974--An Accidental Password

975--The Crook's Double

976--Two Plus Two

977--The Yellow Label

978--The Clever Celestial

979--The Amphitheater Plot

980--Gideon Drexel's Millions

981--Death in Life

982--A Stolen Identity

983--Evidence by Telephone

984--The Twelve Tin Boxes

985--Clew Against Clew

986--Lady Velvet

987--Playing a Bold Game

988--A Dead Man's Grip

989--Snarled Identities

990--A Deposit Vault Puzzle

991--The Crescent Brotherhood

992--The Stolen Pay Train

993--The Sea Fox

994--Wanted by Two Clients

995--The Van Alstine Case

996--Check No. 777

997--Partners in Peril

998--Nick Carter's Clever Protege

999--The Sign of the Crossed Knives

1000--The Man Who Vanished

1001--A Battle for the Right

1002--A Game of Craft

1003--Nick Carter's Retainer

1004--Caught in the Toils

1005--A Broken Bond

1006--The Crime of the French Cafe

1007--The Man Who Stole Millions

1008--The Twelve Wise Men

1009--Hidden Foes

1010--A Gamblers' Syndicate

1011--A Chance Discovery

1012--Among the Counterfeiters

1013--A Threefold Disappearance

1014--At Odds with Scotland Yard

1015--A Princess of Crime

1016--Found on the Beach

1017--A Spinner of Death

1018--The Detective's Pretty Neighbor

1019--A Bogus Clew

1020--The Puzzle of Five Pistols

1021--The Secret of the Marble Mantel

1022--A Bite of an Apple

1023--A Triple Crime

1024--The Stolen Race Horse

1025--Wildfire

1026--A Herald Personal

1027--The Finger of Suspicion

1028--The Crimson Clew

1029--Nick Carter Down East

1030--The Chain of Clews

1031--A Victim of Circumstances

1032--Brought to Bay

1033--The Dynamite Trap

1034--A Scrap of Black Lace

1035--The Woman of Evil

1036--A Legacy of Hate

1037--A Trusted Rogue

1038--Man Against Man

1039--The Demons of the Night

1040--The Brotherhood of Death

1041--At the Knife's Point

1042--A Cry for Help

1043--A Stroke of Policy

1044--Hounded to Death

1045--A Bargain in Crime

1046--The Fatal Prescription

1047--The Man of Iron

1048--An Amazing Scoundrel

1049--The Chain of Evidence

1050--Paid with Death

1051--A Fight for a Throne

1052--The Woman of Steel

1053--The Seal of Death

1054--The Human Fiend

1055--A Desperate Chance

1056--A Chase in the Dark

1057--The Snare and the Game

1058--The Murray Hill Mystery

1059--Nick Carter's Close Call

1060--The Missing Cotton King

1061--A Game of Plots

1062--The Prince of Liars

1063--The Man at the Window

1064--The Red League

1065--The Price of a Secret

1066--The Worst Case on Record

1067--From Peril to Peril

1068--The Seal of Silence

1069--Nick Carter's Chinese Puzzle

1070--A Blackmailer's Bluff

1071--Heard in the Dark

1072--A Checkmated Scoundrel

1073--The Cashier's Secret

1074--Behind a Mask

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[Transcriber's Note: The original edition of this work did not contain a

table of contents. A table of contents has been created for this

electronic edition.

The advertisement containing a list of other Nick Carter stories has

been moved from the front of the book to the back.

The following typographical errors present in the original edition have

been corrected.

In Chapter II, a period was changed to a comma after "who he was".

In Chapter V, a missing period was added after "take me into the fold"

and after "near the tracks".

In Chapter VII, "dregs in you coffee cup" was changed to "dregs in your

coffee cup".

In Chapter XIII, "she heard Madge inquire" was changed to "he heard

Madge inquire".

In Chapter XIV, "lying at full lngth" was changed to "lying at full

length".

In Chapter XVI, "He rose stifly" was changed to "He rose stiffly".

In Chapter XIX, a missing quotation mark was added before "but he sent a

bullet after me".

In Chapter XXII, "that wake of life" was changed to "that walk of life".

In Chapter XXVI, a missing period was added after "too stuck up for my

kind".

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