The Dugdale Millions — page 206: what you’re looking at

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196 THE DUGDALE MILLION S. Ransom watched him turn the corner. Apparently satisfying himself that Dick had really gone, he went into the hotel where he was joined by Bob. ‘ras he gone?” Bob asked. “Yes, he's off, * Did he see mer “Ves ; but I think I drove him out of that idea. What infernal luck! This 1s the last place in which I would have expected to meet him.” ‘ Didn’t you know that this warehouse belonged to Hetlow, Altmont & Co.?”” asked Bob complainingly. “ No, I only knew a warehouse was here.” “It’s a fine kettle of fish to put before Pierson and Moore,” said Bob, as they walked away. In the meantime Dick had gone directly to the Cliff Street office. As he walked along the street, he thought upon the incident, returning to the belief that Harold Pierson was in that room, and he determined that Ransom had purposely put himself in his way to throw him out of that belief. Arriving at the office, and, upon inquiry, finding that Mr. Hetlow was in his room, Dick went to him. Dick was keenly observant when he entered the room, for he expected to find something to confirm his theory as to Bessie’s note. A slight chilliness of de- meanor and some little constraint was all he could observe. Having related the incident of the morning, he waited for some comment from the merchant. “ But it seems from the man Ransom’s statement you were mistaken.” was Mr. Hetlow’s first remark. “TI don’t think I was,” replied Dick positively. “The more I think of it the more I am satisfied I was not.” “How much of atrick has your imagination played you?” asked Mr. Hetlow. ‘“ You know your mind has been upon this matter and its associations for many days, to the exclusion of ever ” he stopped Comicbookks C@ 3