Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 217: what you’re looking at

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ADVENTURES OF ONE NIGHT. 209 makes a specialty of disguises—can imitate any man or woman to a dot—beats any actor I ever saw. ‘“Well, he got a look at Rudolph Gordon leaving the house; went to his rooms, and presently appeared on the scene a good counterpart of the old gentleman. ‘‘He carries skeleton keys, and easily entered the rooms from which the other came. ‘The house was a tenement of French flats and seemed to have numer- ous lodgers. Once inside Craig says he was aston- ished to see the style of things, and made up his mind this flat must have been furnished to bring a good, round rental, for luxurious chairs, sofas, rich curtains, and handsome pictures abounded. ‘“Craig is business from the start, and I may as well say right here an athlete of no mean ability. He takes all this in at a glance, and then, with a grunt, goes to work searching.”’ At this Gypsy starts and her bright eyes are fastened eagerly on her husband’s face. “Did he find it???’ she murmurs, and Bob, smiling fondly at her, shakes his head in the negative. Vou shall hear all, my dear, and judge of this wonderful man’s ability,’’ he says. ‘‘T beg pardon—please proceed.”’ ‘‘He begins to rummage, and I reckon it takes your modern detective to conduct a search without so disturbing things as to excite suspicion. No time is wasted—he knows just where to look, and skips trom place to place. “Tn the midst of his search the bogus Rudolph hears a deep sigh, and looks up to see a lady there regarding him anxiously.”’ CORNIElOOKkS.Eo Al