Nick Carter Weekly: The Little Glass Vial — page 22: what you’re looking at

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= —"! c.Ctr®° —_— "Waiter! Bring me a cup of coffee!" said Nick. He then took a newspaper from his pocket and pretended to read it. While listening attentively to the conversation of the four young fellows, he heard one of them say: "I dare say old Rogers’ death will postpone Sam’s marriage with Miss Bland." "I shouldn’t be surprised," said another. "Lucky dog," said the first speaker. "They say that Lucy Bland is worth fully half a million." "At least," rejoined his friend. "But look here, Porter, when did you see Sam’s other girl, the olive-tinted loved one? That girl will give him some trouble, if he 1s not more careful." "See her? My dear fellow, I saw her last night." "Where?" "At the Providence depot, just as the snow stopped falling." Nick Carter took a deep drink of his coffee and listened very intently now. "What was she doing?" asked one of the speakers. "Going to New York?" "Precisely. I bowed to her and asked if I could be of any service. She simply asked me the best hotel to stop at in Providence. I told her, and said, ‘You are surely not going to stop at that awful hole." 22 comicbooe S CO