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DETECTIVE BOB BRIDGER. 63 overheard that the people in the cottage where she dwelt had been guilty of committing a murder for money, dreamed this dream, and I, a detective, unknown to her, dreamed the same dream at the same time in London. Now, the question is, by what mysterious power was the vision of the sleeping girl transferred to my brain so far off as London, so that the front of her dream was the back of mine ?” “Dreams are strange things,” returned the doctor. ‘““Swedenborg’s brain was said to have been intelligently impressed with events happening hundreds of miles away, and the Holy Book says, ‘your old men shall prophesy, and your young men dream dreams.’ But the tendency of the age is to disbelieve such things, and so, I suppose, the polite explanation of the strange experience you speak of would be to let it go as a strange coincidence.” CHAPTER XIII. ANGRY MRS. BIBBY. ‘‘As we walked on,” continued the Scotch detective, ‘‘I showed Annette the miniatures of her father and mother, informed her how I had unearthed the murder of her erandfather, and the precise nature of the errand on which I had been dispatched from Scotland Yard. “She wept bitterly on learning her parents’ fate, and protested against the arrest of Bolard, Meg, and Billy. “We will never more go near them, Roe,’ she said. ‘And now I just feel as if I had no relative in all the world.’ Mat, tut—and where then do I come in?’ I asked. ~ We were passing the jewelry store of one Squire Orday, at the time, and in order to cheer the little maiden, I led her within, and placed a splendid engagement-ring upon her hand. “This prime remedy for all female ailments acted like a charm upon her spirits, and | was correspondingly happy. ‘‘But every rose has its thorn, every pleasure its pain, and one of Squire Orday’s daughters, who was a friend and pupil of Mrs. Bibby, was in the store, and saw the engage- ment-ring go on. ‘“Miss Mary Orday certainly never drew a prize for keep- ing secrets, and subsequent eyents cause me to think that es) (E(6) comicboo