Cigarette Clew, or, &quote;Salted&quote; for a Million

Excerpt: "“Well, Chick, it’s good to strike little old New York again.” Nick Carter jumped down from the railroad car and shook himself like a huge dog as his feet touched the stone flagging of the Grand Central Station. “You’re not more glad to see New York than New York is to see you,” piped a shrill voice, and Patsy, Nick’s younger assistant, darted forward to greet his chief and Chick, who wer...