Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 29: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 25 ‘* Good-morning,’’ he said gruffly. I responded, and immediately launched forth on my errand. ‘Mr. Jimmerson did not call last night,” I began. .‘‘ I neglected to put the money in the vault, and left it on the desk. Have you seen it?” ‘Have I seen it!” he repeated, still bending over his desk. ‘‘ No, sir.” ‘Then it’s gone!” I gasped. “Kh?” he eried, swinging around. ‘Gone where ?” What aquestion! Iwas about to say that if [ knew I would go after 1t, but, realizing the difference in our positions, I replied : ‘1 don’t know, sir.” ‘ Were the windows fastened when you went home? ”’ AV eS.-slr.” ‘Door? Yes,I know, I unlocked it my- self. Maybe Mike found it and put it ina safe place.”’ ‘* Maybe he did,” I acquiesced. I'll call him.” Mike was sent for. ‘‘ Did you clean the office this morning ?”’ asked Mr. Roberts, with a severe frown, as Mike stepped in, WDOOKS:. GC