Nick Carter Weekly: The Little Glass Vial — page 51: what you’re looking at

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—— —! os MG“ "I must insist upon your allowing me to leave this room instantly!" She looked very beautiful at that moment, and Nick said to himself: "It is no wonder young Rogers fell in love with her." "Why do you detain me?" she cried, with increasing anger. "I beg of you to keep calm," said Nick. "I have come as a messenger from your brother and Mr. Rogers." "How am I to know this?" "You must surely know, madame, that unless Gonzales told me where to meet you and had instructed me to assume the role of your brother, I would not be here." This seemed so reasonable that she consented to be seated. She then asked: "Why did not my brother come himself?" "He had to keep an eye upon the movements of Nick Carter, the New York detective." That reply gave her confidence, and she said: "Mir eh. You haven’t given me your name." "Rogers, madame. I am Sam’s cousin," coolly replied Nick. "Oh, I suppose you came over from Philadelphia for the funeral." o1 comicboolk CO