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NICK CARTER
STORIES
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THE TRAITORS OF THE TROPICS;
Or, NICK CARTER’S ROYAL FLUSH.
Edited by CHICKERING CARTER.
CHAPTER I.
A BOLD PROPOSAL.
“You say he cannot travel to-day, doctor?”
“Impossible, Mr. Carter!”
“He would be in a drawing-room on the Pullman, andevery care would be taken to make the journey easy forhim.”
The surgeon shook his head.
“He would have his own servant, Phillips, to attendhim,” persisted Nick Carter. “This is Prince Marcos, youknow, Doctor Sloane. You’ve heard of him, and I’ve explainedthat it is essential for him to be in the countryof which he is the ruler by the eighteenth of this month.He has only five days now.”
“I am sorry, but——”
“He could make it in the five days, by continuous traveling,”still pressed the detective. “I realize that he wouldbe taking some risk. But when it is considered that thevery existence of his country depends on his getting thereby a certain date, I doubt whether any one has the moralright to stop him.”
Doctor Sloane shrugged his shoulders. He was one ofthe distinguished surgeons in New York, and he was accustomedto being obeyed. Even a prince was not importantenough in his eyes to dispute his professionalcommands.
“As to the moral right, Mr. Carter,” intoned the doctor,in his most impressive manner, “that, it seems to me, isbeside the matter. I tell you, as a surgeon, that a manwho has just been shot in the chest, and has narrowlyescaped a puncture of the pericardium, must lie still fora more or less protracted period, if he intends ever to getup at all.”
“I feel quite well,” suddenly interposed the man in thebed. “I can travel easily, Mr. Carter. Make the