New Nick Carter Weekly, No. 40 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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~ Dan saw that the treasure-hunter sat in such a way that the left pocket of his short coat could easily be reached, unless he should happen to move his arm.which was resting on the table. ‘‘It was in the left pocket of his coat,”’ thought Dan, ‘‘that the man with the big nose put the paper he found. behind the mopboard.’”’ Dan edged his chair a little ne:.rer without attracting any attention; then while pretendin g to snooze he watched | for an opportunity. It came in a moment when there was another signal at the front deor. Everv- body glanced that* way excepting the ‘ treasure hunter. ~ Dan quickly reached out his hand and * e . thrust it into the treasure-hunter’s pocket. He had to act quickly, for there was less than a second before heads began to be - tuthed his way again. Z His fingers closed over something that ~ seemed like a piece of ig and he with- _ drew it. | =- ae treasure cpariese ha . ~ Dan felt a thing in the ] — }of his d 4 without ing to look at it seas a it got what <apte ideas: ould _not tnake: ¢ out: whet it was, se. He knew there . } 4 NICK CARTER WEEELY. 13 his pocket again and I’l] get that envelope with the paper in it, or know the reason why.” : CHAPTER YV. DAN AS A PICKPOCKET. Meantime a new customer had entered the place. It was the one whose rapping had attracted the attention of the loung- ers, Causing them to turn their heads an instant and thus giving Dan his chance tc pick the treasure hunter’s pocket. The new customer was apparently not known to any of those in the place, for no one spoke to him or gave him more than a curious glance. «. ike the others, Dan glanced at him as he walked up the room, and thought he had never seen a Sedebed specimen in his_ life. * The man’s cheek and chin were dark with a week’s beard, his eyebrows were heavy, and the color al his nose told of too miich drink and too little food. His clothes were ragged and dirty. He didn 4° seem to bea trainp ; there was too much independence in the way he moved about for that. He acted as if he wore ragged clothes because he liked to and not because he had no others. He found a chair near Dan, dropped into it-and in a gruff, husky voice called: ‘Set ’em up, b arkeep. ») ‘“Whiat’ll you have?’’ asked the bar- keeper. ‘“Whisky, of course.”’ _ The barkeeper started around with a ottle and glass and the newcomer turn- a to Dan said;