The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 149: what you’re looking at

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140 THE TWIN DETECTIVES. . and I am doubtful if I am not doing wrong to give my con- sent to your marriage with my daughter.” | “Indeed! Holy and God-fearing man. Not even to see her Countess of Cuthbert, and rule where you so long have served?” | Again Bob Brierly’s astonishment nearly brought him to the ground. ‘‘ Well, that is an inducement, certainly; but, Archy, I know you so well—and I love my daughter.” ‘* You are afraid I won’t treat her well?” BB. ‘* Banish the thought. I love Jean.” The words were earnestly spoken. ‘When I see how you scoff at and despise all that another man holds dear and sacred, I tremble. You seem less a man than a fiend.” ‘‘Strong language, my friend; but never mind. I’m going home now; so good-night to you.” Lighting a fresh cigar, Hall left McLean, who remained sitting by the fire lost in thought. Bob Brierly softly stepped down from his chair and noise- lessly lit the gas. He undressed and went to bed to study out the fresh complications in the case, which was at last beginning to interest him. CHAPTER XXVII.. THE ENS EET UT I ON. ‘¢ Doctor” Story’s private institution for the insane was a very secluded dwelling on the outskirts of Brooklyn. It was a large, rambling dwelling in the midst of an old- fashioned garden which was surrounded by high walls. It had once been the residence of an eccentric millionaire, but its glory had long ago departed. Gomicbooks (E(0)