“You would, eh?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Well, young man, let to-day’s experience be a warning to you all your life, and from this time out treat every one with civility who treats you civilly.”

A moment later, Vance the detective stood in the presence of the Government attorney.

CHAPTER XXXII.

The two men were intimate.  Vance was operating directly under the orders of the attorney, and the latter was not surprised to see him appear under any guise.

“Well, Vance,” exclaimed the district attorney, extending his hand, “I’m glad to see you.  What news?”

“Good.”

“Aha, I’m glad to hear it; you’ve struck a trail, eh?”

“Yes.”

“A good one?”

“Pretty good,” answered the detective, dryly.

“Well, let’s hear all about it.”

“I’ve collared the whole business.”

“What?” ejaculated the Government attorney.

Vance repeated his declaration.

“You collared the whole business?”

“Yes.”

“What do you mean?”

“All that the words imply.”

“Tell me all about it.”

The detective in a rapid manner related his adventures, and as he proceeded the Government attorney opened his eyes wider and wider, and when the of officer had concluded the attorney exclaimed: 

“This is wonderful.”

“It’s a pretty good thing for us.”

“I should say so.  But. you must bear a charmed life!”

“No, no, I’m only a little watchful against accidents; and sudden surprises.”

“And you have the master of the ‘Nancy’ up in Ludlow Street?”

“He’s there sure.”

“How does he take the thing?”

“He’s all done over.”

“Inclined to talk?”

“I reckon you can make him talk.”

“I’ll visit him at once.”

“Not so soon; what you want to do is to capture the ‘Nancy’ and place a guard over the warehouse.”

“You’re right.”

“You will have to secure a special train; and now when will you be ready?”

“In two hours.”

“All right.  I will be at the train.”

The attorney went away to make all the arrangements for a grand seizure.  He had the names of all the principals, who were first put under surveillance, under the “shadow” of a number of Government officers, and then all the other arrangements were completed.

It was seven o’clock in the evening when the special train ran out of the depot, carrying twenty armed men besides the United States attorney, and our hero, who was in command of the party.

Four hours later the party were ready to embark across the bay to the island.

Our hero met his friend Taylor.

“Well, old man, what have you to report?”

“The ‘Nancy’ weighed anchor only half an hour ago.