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. * oh i — : "> rf fc (WER ae of ii,” . 4 4c a to tie? for he invariably con- _ tracted his eyes in a most peculiar man- 3 Tg make sure that I had got the tights of *the matter at last, ] watched - this Stratford, fellow’s face secretly, while _ he stood gazing at the passengers, to see if he would smile again. ; A. young and handsome lady, in alighting from the car in front of us, had ; the train of her gown catch in some way, - and she would have fallen _to the platform _ had not my quarry stepped forward 3 quickly to her assistance. _ **He smiled then, not once, twice, but many times, and with never a contrac- = 8As I soci watching ‘him, I noticed - something that I made a mental note of. _ “Upon his neck, under his mght ear, ow was a large mole. _ ***}]] not mistake you again for some- body else,’ was my thought. ‘Another train going west was due in - twenty minutes. “I determined to take it, and let my - man with the mole go where he pleased, at --unhinder. d by me. __ **So I gave no further attention to him, : but when the train came along, I got ab - td and was carried back to Bridge- et Ae train had Seed c out of the bg os tion , the door nearest to me opened ind as sInoo: ans mace man in dark clothes 3 ss ee : went by, I ck’ him a 1 quick, His fdee™ was unfamiliar, but under _ th he right ear was a large mole. ~ Sills gt false Lafarge beyond .a doubt, his proper ee ‘without a dis- Bes I may now the train at this wot Id, and made a He eight rats as I ay he» zat ape f s sharp on his trail, not as the hes TON rom. | = meh. bu s my Detural self wees was NEW NICK CARTE eS, he did smile for the second. | a “By whew. ae > _ * — a ~/ Py - a ". — : , -_- ™ * . é a = . 7 ——— ‘ e Pe Lc a 4 ce ae UE es Se ee ir, : vaaiell _- ee o ‘ > ) = i i. mg . =e ms . —- *“ | - « Se _ a a . 4 > > é . ¥, . _ 4, “ " fe - — 7 ‘ . % } a , 7 . . _ . “ . , ’ * . = * : ~~ , a oyqe 4 a “ WEEKLY. close at his heels, but he was so excited he did not look behind him. ‘“He was in the cabinet, and was about to descend, when I softly opened the door-of the room. ‘"He heard me and left the cabinet, pistol in hand, to meet me. ‘Bang! went his gun when he saw me, and bang! went mine at the same instant. | ‘‘My shot took effect, and he fel] to the floor. ‘‘As I stooped over him he murmured faintly: ‘¢*T’m done for, I guess. If you want to help Nick Carter you'd better hurry up. ‘* “Where is he?’ I asked. ‘’ “Down ~below. Go in the cabinet, find a button in the corner, press it, and down you'll go.’ ‘““T did not wait to hear more, but hur- ried to the cabinet.”’ This finished Chick’s story. Nick made an examination of the wound on the head of his assistant’s vic- tim, and found that it was not serious. The bullet had simply cut the scalp, and had not penetrated the skull. Procuring water from the kitchen Nick > bathed the fellow’s ftace, and he was soon able to sit up and converse. But the great detective did not inform him that his injury was a slight one. He preferred that for the present he should remain under the impression that he had received a mortal wound. ‘“As you have helped me in one in- stance,’’ began Nick, “you might as well continue your good offices.”’ ‘*T am willing. Z ‘(Where is Lafarge ?’’ ‘(Tt don’t know where he is if he is not here. ’”’ ’ ‘*Has he any other ‘Ves, one other.’’ retreat than this?” * “Where is it located?” th, in Jersey, off ‘‘Near South Elizabe the Linden road a piece.’’ ‘“What kind of a place is it?’’ ‘A brick house in a hollow.”’ Is it occupied ” * aN