“Mr. Rogers,” said Nick, when he was alone with that young gentleman, “can you come with me for about two hours?”
“Now?”
“Yes; at once.”
“Where are you going?” asked the young man.
“To police headquarters.”
“Police headquarters?” exclaimed Rogers, in dismay. “What on earth do you want me to go there for, Mr. Carter. You surely have not placed this matter in the hands of the police?”
“No, sir. The suspicion or fact that your father has been murdered is unknown to a single soul, outside you and me.”
“But won’t my going to police headquarters attract attention?”
“I have arranged that no one shall know of your visit. If it was not of great importance, I should not ask you to leave the house at such a time.”
“Very well, sir,” said Rogers. “Let us go at once, as my uncle will be back at
