Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 46: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Se DARKE DARRELL. “ Indeed I am not,” declared Darke. ‘*You have a very jerky way of talking.” ay | “Oh, my!” laughed Darke. ‘I thought that about you! Yonder comes a spare engine. The track is almost clear. Come, show me Mr. Cassandra’s trunk. If not — among the shattered ones, I’ll see that it is put on board.” They walked s:de by side toward the track, Leotine closely scanning the trunks as they passed them. Eomichboo cS (E(o)