The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 136: what you’re looking at

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THE TWIN DETECTIVES. 127 He drew his bunch of skeleton keys from his pocket, and opened the door. In a moment he was mounted on a chair, measuring the wall with a tape measure. A large view of the cotton mills of some firm hung mid- way between the door and the outer wall. It was framed, but not glazed. Bob now hastened from the room, which he carefully re- locked. | He struck an attitude of great apparent weakness, leaning against the wall. Just as he was arranged to his satisfastion the chamber- — maid returned. | «* Are you any better, Mr. Brody?” she asked, anxiously. ‘No. What have got there?” ‘“Oh! something that’s just elegant for fits.” ‘Give it tome. I'll goin my own room and lie down. How much ought I to take?” ‘‘Tt tells on the bottle. Let me help you to your room.” Leaning feebly on the girl’s shoulder, the artful Bob managed to get into his room, where he mixed his med- icine. «< Now, if you will leave me, I'll go to bed.” « All right; V’ll-go and finish your room. You’re sure you’re better.” When the girl left him, he proceeded to throw away the dose so carefully prepared. He then opened’ his trunk and examined what appeared to be a set of miniature house- breaking tools. | «© All in good order,” he said, in a satisfied tone. ‘* Now I’ll make up for lost time, and get to the bottom of Mr, MclLean’s family secrets.” (E(0) Gomicbooks m