Suicide, or, Nick Carter and the lost Head e-bog

Excerpt: "e;"e;Slow down, Danny, and look out for that wire,"e; said Nick Carter to his chauffeur. "e;It may be a live one."e; "e;I'm onto it, chief."e; "e;Onto it, eh? Don't you run onto it while I'm in the car, not if it's a live one. You may fancy absorbing the output of an electric-lighting plant, but not for mine, Danny, not for mine! I know what it would do to me. I've seen men electrocuted."e; Danny Maloney laughed, for it was obvious that the famous detective was jesting. "e;Onto it with my lamps, chief, is what I meant,"e; he replied. "e;Say what you mean, then,"e; said Nick, with a smile. "e;Precision is one of the valuable assets of a detective. Luckily, however, you are addressing one who can read between the lines-barring those of the ambiguous letter that brought us out here."e; "e;Can't you fathom it? It must be mighty blind, chief, if it fools you."e; "e;On the contrary, Danny, it is perfectly plain-what there is of it,"e; said Nick dryly. "e;A woman, one Mrs. Myra Darling, states that she is in great trouble, that a very devoted friend of mine has advised her to appeal to me, and will I favor her with a call at my earliest convenience."e; "e;That all?"e; questioned Danny tersely. "e;The whole business,"e; said Nick. "e;Of course, the appeal coming from a woman, I cannot turn it down. Noblesse oblige."e; "e;You don't know her?"e; "e;Not from a side of leather. I am acquainted with no Darling woman-suppress that smile, Danny. I know what you are thinking. But all women are not darlings-far from it."e; "e;This one might be,"e; said Danny, his smile spreading to a grin."e;