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DETECTIVE BOB BRIDGER. 163 “Oh, Missus Meg, you does look nice !” “And so does you, Billy, ye villain!” returned Meg. Then waving her hand toward the cab in as imperious a manner as if she were the proprietress of a Bowery con- cert hall about to drive out in her own outfit, she added, to the amusement of the cabman, who stood grinning by: ‘“ But don’t be standin’ gapin’ there devourin’ me appear- ance wid yer eyes. But, wid some assumption of gintility, place me bundles widin the barouchay, and lind me yer assistance to enter. And do ye be mindin’ to kape your tongue quiet as we do be ridin’ along, and pay particular attention that I don’t want any more of yer he, he, he’s! or yer hi, he, hoes! until afther we have doined at the Caravansay.”’ The Scotch detective, who had loitered longer than suited Bridger’s patience, now strolled leisurely under the street lamp toward the cab, Annette leaning upon his arm, and her bright blue eyes beaming very happily upon him from under the rim of a new purchase. Annette’s gentle form was also incased in a costly fall wrap of rare finish, and a more winsome little lady could not be imagined than was she as the Scotch detective as- sisted her to a place in the cab. So, at least, thought Fandon as he turned toward ‘Bridger. ‘“Fandon,” said Bridger, somewhat curtly, “there are times for everything, and you should remember that al- though you have safely won a charming little woman to your arms there is still much pressing work to be done. So don’t permit Annette’s beauty to act on you as another Kast Indian sleep-glass just yet.” ‘Pardon my delay, Bobe,” returned the Scotch detective, “for, aS you once told me you had never been in love, I can offer you no excuse. What’s to be done ?” “Itis now nearly eight. At half-past ten a train leaves for Alton, and we must all go by that train. You have ample time to drive to the hotel, present Dr. Macy with his newly found grandchild, and be all dinnered and ready to enter the cab for the depot, when I arrive, at nine.” ‘‘And where are you for ?” “Goucher sold the sand-bag, and we must take him along as a witness.” “Is that necessary ?” be Yes. 9 rT Why 977 “Videre has money, has fixed things fine, and will doubt- scCOmMIGDOO cS (()