The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 142: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

THE TWIN DETECTIVES. | 133 She grew impatient at last. Would the boy never come back? She looked at her watch; it wasten o’clock. Just then a tap at the door sounded. ! Jean opened it hastily; there stood her messenger, with a letter in his hand; she seized it eagerly. It was her own letter addressed to Mrs. Hall. ‘‘ Why, this is the letter I sent you to give the lady?” she said, angrily. ‘‘ Well, I nied help it, miss; the lady is gone—she ain’t . there no more.’ «‘What!” cried Jean, her fears rapidly gaining fresh ground, ‘Yes, miss. I asked for the lady, and they told me she had a telegram in the morning, and dressed right off and went out, and never came back since.” Jean returned to her seat with the letter in her hand. She felt as if her womt fears had been realized. Mrs. Hall had been tempted out of the house with a false telegram, but she knew no one in New York except Jean. The girl was perfectly certain that Archy had used this means of getting his mother in his power. While she sat absorbed in these gloomy reflections another tap at the door recalled her to herself. This time it was McLean who appeared. “Come, Jean; I want you to come in and talk with Archy.” His voice sounded strange and sinister to the nervous, frightened girl. «< All right, father; Dll come,” she said. ‘‘ You go on; I’ve waited so ei: Pm half asleep. Ill bathe my face and smooth my hair.” When she entered the sitting-room she overheard Hall say, warningly: <‘ Now be careful; don’t let her suspect-——” (E(@) aAl (€ 00 SSS (ele)