Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 33 of 232
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24 BOB- YOUNGER’S FATE. like weathercocks, are liable to change off in their opinions at the first little puff of evidence that may come flying around. She’ll believe in his guilt when she sees it with her own eyes; but 1am one who hopes and believes that she will never see it. The man who wins the love of such-a woman as Myra Ferry certainly must be made of sterling stuff. The fact that she bas undergone so much, and is likely to endure many an untold trial for him yet, speaks loudly in his favor.”’ A few minutes later the detective was closeted with his chief, to whom the strange events of the evening were related. | “By the way,’’ remarked the inspector in parting, “a letter was left here for you a short time ago, with orders to be delivered to you straightway upon your return. Here it is.’’ Belton leisurely tore open the envelope, but he be- came all attention when he saw the purport of the missive. ‘If detective Belton would know something con- cerning the Fidelity Bank robbery he will come to Sam’s place to-night at twelve o’clock. He must be alone, otherwise he will pursue a fruitless quest. The writer will give the information mentioned for a price, the details to be agreed upon to-night. The fear of being discovered by the criminals and pun- ished has led the writer to take this step instead of going directly to headquarters with what he knows. hould you decide to come, ask for room number three. : BoB YOUNGER.” ‘“Hello!”? remarked Belton, with a loud whistle. “Is this a bluff or not? That dare-devil is surely not intown. Oh, no! it must be a stiff he is giving me, for he can’t imagine I’d go unprepared to meet such a desperado. At all events, the enemy are showing Eomichooks.com