Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 173: what you’re looking at

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164 DARKE DARRELL. «<Yes—yes!” her black eyes shining as he had never seen them shine. «We must go,” he suggested. ‘‘Mrs. Kendrick 1s al- most beside herself.” And Tim?” nervously, apprehensively. “Tg a prisoner. You have nothing to fear from him.” Leotine sprang to the floor, and they ascended to the deck. She kept close to Darke, for it increased her sense of safety. She looked at Tim out of the corners of her eyes, but he entirely ignored her presence. ‘“Tt is necessary, Mr. Chambers, to leave you with the prisoners,” remarked Darke. ‘Tl send some policemen to your relief.” ‘“* All right, only so they get here before daylight,” replied the Jerseyman. Wake up my boy Joe, and tell him where Iam. He can take a larger boat. Will not that lantern be of more use to me than to you?” ‘* I propose to leave it,” answered Darke. ‘It will show your son just where to bring up. I'll send two policemen with him.” Darke assisted Leotine into the boat, then motioned to - Jeff to row away from the hulk. 7 Jeff complied, but not without grumbling. “It wasn’t fair that you mentioned my name when you called to me,” he said. ““T didn’t think, Jeff,” apologized Darke. ‘No harm will come of it. You shall have your pistol and the money. Now pull me home all you know.” Leotine nestled beside Darke, and took one of his hands in hers. She didn’t care to talk, but he knew that her eyes were looking fondly into his face through the dimness. Jeff bent to the oars; the white, quivering haze came into sight, then the lights grew more distinct; next the hum of the city reached them; next the prow of the boat touched the dock. Eomicbooks.co