Penny Dreadfuls, 1897 · page 29 of 36
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He had indinled a oie re of gas, and ad the closest call of his life. Notwithstanding the peril he had so ' “recently escaped, Nick sat down and ~ daughed heartily. _ ‘hose thieves,’’ he muttered, “will come back here expecting to’ find me dead. Well, yew find a remarkably every ae is corner rat the ae aft I could find where they have hid- . - —- — - den the money,’’ he thought, ‘‘I’d give _ them another surprise.’ _. He was about to abandon the search when he came upon a pile of kindlings thrown loosely about in one corner. 5 _ ‘Those pieces of wood*are thrown abc aut much too artistically,’’ he thought, a *beginni g the work of removin g them. A s he suspected, the earth beneath the le showed signs of having recently been e* stu ‘bed. He hastily dug into the loose earth, and oon came to the cover of a small metal - ae r, ch . a | ; \z : bal Removing this, he co aN é eet it to the 3 enter vi "the break fe had made in the wall, concealed it in a corner by covering it owith “oa 1, a an nd returned to the yer at a it. ne Zhe had filled in the hole aced tthe Se sae . = ’ s = “. eg. ~ -F- | “- n \tair n ced rty 5 - . ao - “= . ad 4 = 5 — - 4 oe 4 s 7 ‘ — 4 ; : . i ‘4 * - ‘ 7 ee r i hi q 4 a - . a eee er ae ~. > = Se a oe es jn e to buy your stuff.’ ») ay am got selling jewelry at present,’” Nick said, coolly. ‘‘I am now in quest of the present address of Frank Wilson and John Reed, former chums of your hus- band.”? __ | $e aoe concen : 1 know where they are??? ao place he had first prepared for it, and sat down to wait. Then it occurred to him that he ought . to leave everything in the same shape he had found it, so he arose and opened the basement door, having first extinguislred his dark lantern. It was weary work in the dark base- ment, however, and Nick soon arose to his feet and stepped cautiously outside. The people in the tenement building were evidently all in bed, for there were no lights in sight there. In one flat in the opposite building, however, a bright light was burning. It was the flat which he had entered in disguise of a peddler of jewelry, and in which he had seen Mrs. Reed watching the basement so intently from the rear windows. “It’s rather risky leaving here for any length of time,’ he thought; ‘‘but I really would likea 4 quiet talk with the wife of this very daring thief.”’ | After some hesitation Nick slipped cautiously across the open yards, and was soon knocking at the door of Adam’s flat. ‘Is that you, Herman?’’? demanded a woman’s voice, . Nick mumbled something in 1 nnintelli- gible tone, and the door was soon thrown open. "back in affright 7 AB she had ad- mitted.s was ek con pusbai dler of jewsns she the seen once before that day. ras W hy do you come here e she de- = ie STE Va told you once bef«