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<h2 class="newchapter">CHAPTER XV.</h2> <h3>NICK'S CLEVEREST CAPTURE.</h3> Nick Carter made his way as rapidly back through the cavern as he had gone through it with Patsy; but when he arrived at the entrance he came to a stop, and then went ahead again very slowly. He had no idea how long a time he had been gone, nor what might have happened during his absence. But when he peered out upon the valley, everything was apparently in the condition in which he had left it. If there had been any change at all, it was only that fewer of the men were gathered around the fires. Otherwise everything was the same. And so, with all the swiftness he could muster, he crawled to the cabin which Handsome had given him to occupy, entered it cautiously, and, finding it empty, crawled into the bunk that had been allotted to him—tired, but rejoiced to think that he had succeeded so well where there had been such small chance of success. And it so happened that he had barely laid himself down and composed himself to wait for developments, when a great cry went up, which was immediately followed by other shouts and loud curses—and Nick knew that the escape of Patsy had been discov[Pg 183]ered, and that he had returned just in time to avoid the consequences. Almost immediately following upon the utterance of the shouts, the door of the cabin flew open, and Handsome leaped inside, his eyes ablaze, and his whole form quivering with rage—and he carried a flash light, which he threw at once into the detective's face; into the face of the man he supposed to be Bill Turner. Nick could see that the instant the light fell upon him Handsome seemed greatly relieved; and then, before the outlaw could utter a word, Nick cried out in the voice of old Turner: "What—what's all that row about, Handsome?" and he blinked his eyes as if he had just been awakened. "It's lucky for you that you don't know what it's about!" was Handsome's rejoinder. "Get out of that, Turner, and come along with me." "But, what's the matter?" demanded Nick, sliding out of the bunk. "What has happened?" "That fellow Pat has escaped—that's what!" was the reply. "Sho! You don't say so! Well, well, well! When did he do it?" "I haven't found out yet. Come along. I thought at first that maybe you had had a hand in it—but I see you did not." "What! Me?" [Pg 184]Every hobo that belonged to the gang had gathered in the centre of the place near where the mock trial had been held, and they were talking earnestly together. Cremation Mike, with one hand held at the back of his head, was the centre of the group—or rather of the throng. But Handsome burst unceremoniously through the crowd and confronted Mike, Nick following at his heels. Black Madge forced her way through it at the same time from the opposite side. "Now, Mike," said Handsome savagely. "Tell me how this happened." "I don't know. All that I know is, I got a crack on the head from behind. When I woke up, the bar had been ripped off the door and the bird had flown. That's all I know." "How long ago did it happen?" "How do I know that? Unless some one can tell how long I've been unconscious. But I'll bet my hat that it ain't ten minutes. I don't think it's three minutes. He can't be far away, and"—grinning—"he can't get away. He can't go through the pass, because the guards are there; I posted them myself; and the only way in which he could hope to get out is through the cave, and I don't believe he could find his way through there. I know that I wouldn't try it myself. I'd rather stay here and be hung." [Pg 185]Madge interrupted the conversation here. "Do you think that he got out of the cabin without aid?" she asked of Mike. "Do you believe that it was he who struck you, Mike?" "I do, Madge. I'm sure of it." "Then, you weren't keeping good guard, that's all." "Well, I never thought it was possible for him to get out of that cabin. It may be that I dozed. I didn't suppose I did, but——" "But," said Madge icily, "the point is this: The boys shall not be disappointed in the hanging bee they were to hold in the morning. It is up to you, Mike, to find the prisoner. If you don't find him in time, you shall hang in his place—that's all. I mean it." Cremation Mike's face turned to the color of chalk, for he realized that she did, indeed, mean what she said. For a moment he stood there trembling, and then he seized a lantern which one of the men was holding, and cried out: "Come along, whoever will help me. I know that he can't have gone far. He ain't had time. I know it. Come along." "Wait," said Handsome coolly; and he turned to Nick. "Turner," he said, "I begin to think that it is fortunate that you came here when you did." "I am sure of it," said Nick in reply. [Pg 186]"You know that cave from end to end, don't you?" "I think I do." "Then, you shall act as guide." "All right. I'm ready." But this short conversation had called the attention of Madge to the supposed old man, whom she had for the moment forgotten, and now she turned savagely upon him. "I believe that you are at the bottom of this," she said, her eyes blazing. Before Nick could make any reply, Handsome broke in. "That is nonsense, Madge," he said. "I know it. As soon as there was an alarm—as soon as Mike yelled out that the prisoner had escaped, I legged it for the cabin, and I found Turner just waking up from his sleep. He had no hand in it. He couldn't." "It's lucky for you," said Madge, still eying Nick sharply. "Will you guide us through the cave, Turner?" demanded Handsome. "Sure." "Then, come on." "Hold on a minute," said Nick. "Don't you think it would be a good idea to send some of the men to guard the other entrances? If the prisoner hasn't had time to get through the cave yet, and if he should happen to find one of the ways out on the other side,[Pg 187] he'd run right into the arms of whoever was on the watch." "Good!" said Handsome. "We know of two outside entrances. How many do you know about?" "Four," replied Nick. "Four, not counting the hole under the Dog's Nose. That may be an entrance; but one man can guard that." "Where are those entrances?" Glibly Nick described how they might be found, using the exact language that had been used by the old man in his description of them; and after a short delay four men were sent away to each of the entrances, on a run, with instructions to remain on guard before them until they should be relieved. "Now," said Nick, when they had gone, "we know that the prisoner can't escape. We know it's only a matter of time when he'll be caught—therefore, we needn't hurry. Don't you agree with me, Handsome? He can't get out of the cave at any of the entrances, without being captured or shot down, an', o' course, he can't come back this way without meetin' with the same fate. Ain't that right?" "I guess it is," agreed Handsome. "Ain't that right, Miss Madge?" asked Nick again, turning to her. "It sounds entirely reasonable," she replied. "There has been only one mistake made from the start of this affair, and that is that Pat was not shot down when[Pg 188] he first showed himself here. As it stands now, he has temporarily made his escape. I am satisfied, now, that he is a spy, and I commission each one of you to shoot him down without mercy, on sight. I shall go with you into the cave to search." "Do you wish me to direct the search?" asked Nick, still standing quietly before her. "Yes. What have you to suggest?" "This: There be four entrances outside o' the one here in this little valley. I should divide the men into four parts. I kin direct each party so that it won't have no difficulty in followin' the cavern and searching it thoroughly to the entrance. I'll take one o' the parties. How many men are there here now?" "Let me see," replied Madge. "Sixteen have gone away to guard the entrances, and four will have to remain here on guard. That takes away twenty. We still have eighty left." "Good. That'll give us twenty in each party. Now, madam, it's for you to say who'll lead them. Tell me who the leaders will be, and I'll instruct 'em at once." She picked out four of the men, and ordered them to step forward; and, one by one, Nick directed each of them how to proceed after he had passed the entrance of the cavern with the men who were to follow him; and he made the directions so explicit that there was not one who had any doubt about being able to follow them. [Pg 189]It was as Nick had suspected it would be; that Madge did not yet trust him far enough to give him the sole leadership of one of the parties, but she directed that Handsome should go with him—and at the last moment, when they were ready to start, and after the other three parties had entered the cavern, she decided to accompany Nick's party herself. "I may as well go along," she said. "I would like to learn something about the interior of that cavern myself, and I don't know a better way to learn it than to go with you." And so it was that presently the detective found himself in the cavern, leading twenty-two persons, for the extra two were Madge and Handsome. And the course that Nick had selected for himself was the one that would take him past the hiding place where he had left Patsy; for it was no part of his plan that he should give the others even a chance of an accident of finding that hiding place. It had been shortly after eleven o'clock when Nick returned to the cabin after assisting Patsy in his escape; it was now after midnight. There were torches and lanterns in abundance scattered among the four parties that were searching; and, in the directions that Nick had given each party, he had taken good care that they should become thoroughly lost if possible. He had an object in this, as will be seen. [Pg 190]The way through the cave along the route which the detective had selected to follow was smooth and even, as we already know; but Nick made it as long and as rough as possible by taking the party off into some of the side galleries as they proceeded. He was looking for a place where he might lose some of them, and at least where he might, before the expedition was finished, succeed in separating them. What he chiefly desired was to finally get either Madge or Handsome alone with him. It was two hours later before they finally passed the bowlder behind which was the entrance to the hiding place where Patsy was concealed; but not one of the party so much as glanced toward it; and Nick led the way on past it to the exit—and that exit was not the hole under the Dog's Nose, but a larger one at some distance from it. There they found the four men who had been sent hither, and they reported that they had seen nothing; and cautioning them to remain on guard, Nick led his party back into the cave again. And then, after a few moments, he pretended suddenly to find that fifth entrance—the hole under the Dog's Nose—and there four other men were waiting—and they had seen not a thing to suggest the proximity of the prisoner who had escaped. "Now," said Nick, "I think we'd better s'arch them side galleries more thoroughly. If you'll return with[Pg 191] me to the entrance from the valley, we'll start over again, and go into and through every one o' 'em. We'll divide our party into smaller groups o' three and four, and in that way we kin cover all of them at the same time. What do you say?" "All right," said Madge, still looking upon him with suspicion. "But Handsome and I will remain with you, Turner." "That is what I hoped you'd do," replied Nick; but he spoke with a meaning which she did not understand. They followed the plan suggested by the detective. That is, they returned to the entrance from the valley, and there Nick divided his followers into six parties, thus arranging that four of the parties should contain four searchers each, one of them should contain three, and his own immediate party should consist of himself, with Handsome and Madge. To the leaders of each of these subparties he gave the necessary directions, with the result that he sent them off as they arrived at their respective galleries, and after a little he found himself alone with the two chiefs of the outlaws. "There ain't much for us to do now," he said. "There ain't much more searching as we kin do. There's only two galleries left for us to explore 'less we find some hiding place that's remained unknown until now." [Pg 192]"And that isn't likely, is it?" asked Madge. Her voice was still filled with suspicion against him. "You know as much about that ere as I do," he replied. But they searched each of the galleries without any result, and Nick finally directed the route so that at last they paused to rest directly in front of the movable rock behind which was the entrance to the place where Patsy was concealed. And Nick seated himself so that his own back was against that rock, for he did not care to run the chance that Handsome might lean against it hard enough to move it—at least, not until he was in every way prepared for that part of the drama. Madge was tired by this time, and she showed it. She leaned against the rocky wall and sighed deeply; and Handsome furnished the cue for the next scene—so perfectly that Nick could not have ordered it otherwise if he had tried. "I'm dry," said Handsome, yawning. "This is dry work, Madge. Don't you think we had better give the thing up for a time and wait. Pat will be starved out after a little. He'll have to come out and get caught." "If he ain't lost in the galleries," suggested Nick; and Madge replied: "No; we won't give it up. If you are dry, Handsome, suppose you go to the camp and get something[Pg 193] for us all. I wouldn't mind having something myself." "I'll do it," said Handsome, rising. "Wait here." He was off like a shot, for now he felt that he knew the route sufficiently well through the caverns to find his way without difficulty; as, indeed, he did. And he had a lantern to light his path. Nick sat quietly until Handsome was well out of hearing, and then, purposely, he leaned very hard against the rock behind him—so hard that it moved, and he nearly fell upon his back inside the opening. With a well-simulated cry of surprise, he leaped to his feet, and stood staring, and Madge did the same. "A secret hidin' place!" cried out the supposed old man—and he pushed the rock farther in, thus making the opening even larger. Then he stooped forward toward it. "Hello in there!" he called lustily, for he wished to warn Patsy of what was taking place, and at the same time to instruct him what to do. "Come out of that, you—Pat! There are two of us here, and one is Madge herself. Come out of that!" "You fool!" exclaimed Madge. "Come out of that!" repeated the detective, pretending not to hear her. "Come out of that, or we'll come in after you!" There was no reply, and Nick turned to her. [Pg 194]"Come along," he said. "We'll go inside and find him." She had a revolver in her hand, and now she stepped quickly forward, for there was nothing of the coward about Black Madge. There was not a thing on earth that she feared. She stepped forward so quickly that she had passed inside the barrier of rock before Nick—as he intended she should—and then, as he stepped after her, he seized her quickly from behind—seized both her arms, and pulled them behind her with a suddenness that made her drop her weapon to the rocky floor. As he pulled her backward, she tried to cry out, but he had anticipated that, and already he had grasped her so that he could press one of his hands for an instant over her mouth, and at the same moment he called out: "Quick, Patsy! On your life! There isn't an instant to spare!" And Patsy was ready and fully prepared. He had approached them through the darkness at the first note of warning from Nick, and was in reality only a few feet distant when they entered the rocky passage; so that when the detective seized upon Madge and pulled her backward, Patsy was ready to leap forward and to give his aid. When Nick's hand was pressed over her mouth to stop the cry that rose to her lips, Patsy was there to[Pg 195] seize her, also; and he did it; and, although she struggled fiercely, she was quickly overpowered, and a gag was thrust into her mouth. Then they tied her, hand and foot, with cords with which Nick had provided himself, and together they carried her far back into the recess behind the rock. "There is a big room here," said Patsy. "And it is stocked with provisions, and a stream of pure water trickles through it. One could live here a month without going out." "Good!" said the detective. "Carry her in there. Then when we have made her safe, we will wait for Handsome, and serve him in the same manner. And after that, I have got a plan which will work the whole thing out to a finish." Madge was glaring at him venomously all this time, for she could not speak. But her eyes were terrible to see in their utter ferocity. She knew now what the game was that had been played against her. She knew now that the man she had supposed to be old Bill Turner was all the time no other than Nick Carter himself. She could have bitten her tongue out with rage and chagrin. She fairly writhed in the ecstasy of her impotent anger. But they laid her gently upon the rocky floor, where there were some blankets over leaves—it was evident that Bill Turner had used this place as a retreat of[Pg 196] his own, and had provided it for that purpose, like a schoolboy who finds a cave and makes a cache—and then Nick spoke to her. "You see, Madge," he said, "it is all up with you and your gang; or very nearly so. We are going out now to capture Handsome, and bring him here to keep you company. After that I will show you a trick that will make you green with envy, and that will finish up this hobo business of yours once and forever. Come on, Patsy." They left her there and returned to the entrance. "Now," said the detective, "there is only one way to make Handsome fall into the trap. We must leave this entrance open for him to discover when he returns. He will first miss us. Then he will see the hole behind the rock. Then he will step forward to look inside. Then no doubt he will call out. I will stand here and remain silent; and then Handsome will do one of two things—he will either come inside to search for Madge and me, or he will set up a yell for the others to come to him." "Suppose he brings some of the men back with him?" asked Patsy. "We have got to chance that." "Well, what are we to do when he steps inside this hole—for he will do that?" "You stand over there in that niche," replied Nick.[Pg 197] "When he steps inside the very nature of the place will bring his back toward me. I will tap him on the back of the head with my fist and knock him into your arms. You are to grab him with your arms around him, and hold him so that he cannot get at a weapon, and until I can get my fingers on him. That is all. Now, ready and wait." They had some time to wait; longer than Nick expected, and he began to fear that Handsome would bring some of the men back with him; but at last they saw the glimmer of his light as he approached, and Nick knew by the sounds he heard that Handsome was returning alone. Presently he appeared. He was calling out softly, for he could not understand why he had not been answered—and the light he carried prevented him from seeing the hole behind the rock until it was directly in front of him. And then he came to a sudden stop, and gazed at it in astonishment. "Gee!" Nick heard him exclaim. "Dogged if they haven't found a hole here. And they have gone into it, too. I wonder if that old cuss knew about it all the time?" He remained in doubt for a moment what to do; and then, as Nick had predicted, he stepped softly forward, and, holding his light aloft, peered through the opening. [Pg 198]But Nick had chosen his place of concealment well, and Handsome could not see him. Then Handsome called out: "Madge! Bill! Where the devil are you?" There was no reply, and he waited a moment before he called again. Then he repeated: "Madge! Madge!" When no reply came to this second call, he stood for some time in doubt, as if he thought of calling assistance to him before he entered that dark and unknown place; and once Nick thought he half turned, as if he had decided to summon some of the others. But he evidently thought better of this, for he turned about resolutely again, and boldly stepped into the opening. Two such steps brought him exactly into the position where the detective wanted him, and as soon as he had achieved it, Nick struck him with his fist. With a half-articulated cry, Handsome pitched forward and fell into the grasp of Patsy, who was ready for him; and then, when he would have struggled, other arms—Nick's—seized him from behind, and another blow fell upon him, striking him behind the ear, and rendering him half dazed for the moment. And then Nick, knowing that Patsy could hold him, turned about and closed the rock door of the retreat; and before Handsome had recovered his senses suf[Pg 199]ficiently to offer any resistance, the two detectives had bound him so securely that he could not move. "Take his feet," ordered Nick, then. "We will carry him back into that chamber, to keep Madge company." While they were doing that, Handsome managed to recover his powers of speech—for, now that the rock door was closed, Nick did not think it necessary to gag the man—and his powers of speech in this particular instance were something frightful to listen to. He was still swearing when they dropped him, none too gently, upon the floor of the cavern not far from Madge; and then Patsy lighted two bracket lamps with which the place was provided, while Nick smilingly removed the gag from Madge's mouth. And where Handsome had worn out his vocabulary of curses, Madge took it up, and completed it in masterly style, and there was really nothing for either of the detectives to say for a long time. But her breath was gone after a while, and she lapsed into sullen silence, closing her remarks with the request: "At least give me something to drink out of that bottle that Handsome went after." Nick could really do nothing less, and he complied; and the liquor seemed to restore some of her accustomed coolness, for she looked at Nick with an ugly gleam in her black eyes, and said: "You are Nick Carter again, aren't you?" [Pg 200]"Again?" replied Nick, laughing. "I was always Nick Carter. I was so interested in that last interview I had with you, Madge, that I couldn't stay away; and now, when you condemned my assistant to death, you hastened the reckoning. That is all." "I'll condemn you to death yet—and watch you die, too!" was her retort. [Pg 201] <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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