The Substitute Bride

No matter what is it. Another case for Nick Carter. Master Detective. Yes, it's another case for that most famous of all man hunters. The detective whose ability at solving crime is unequaled in the history of detective fiction.

Nick Carter, Master Detective. Tonight's curious adventure. The substitute bride. You take your hands off me. No, what are you doing? Let me go. Don't put me down. Nick, there's a young man here to see you.

Says he's no friend of yours. Oh, hello Nick. Ellen Marvin. Well, Helen, it's good to see you again. What brings you to this part of the country? I came east to get married, Nick. Well, congratulations.

Wait a minute. I'm afraid your congratulations are a little premature. What's the matter? I don't know. I can't find her. Can't find her? What on earth do you mean by that? Look, it's like this, Nick.

Now, I was sevens and I haven't engaged for about four years. For the past three years, she's been living in South America with friends of her family. She was due back in this country yesterday on the galleous, so I came on from Chicago to meet her.

Her boat got in ahead of schedule, and my train was late, so we missed connections. I'd already told her I was coming. But in spite of that, she was gone by the time I got to the dock last night.

Didn't she leave any message for you? No, not a word. Sad. And she has no friends in this part of the country that you could stay with. Well, didn't anyone at the boat know where she went?

Apparently not, Nick. The stewardess says a boy brought her a note, and as soon as she read it she got dressed and went ashore. It was a taxi waiting for her and she went off in it.