The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 152: what you’re looking at

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THE TWIN DETECTIVES. 143 else till four o’clock, and it is only eight now. You are not used to it yet.” , The words ended with a gentle sigh. The stranger looked at the speaker. She was a small woman, with bright brown eyes, and was one of the very few whose face was clean and hair neatly arranged. “* Used to it!” I should think not. Do you suppose I am fool enough ever to get used to this?” “You are like all the rest. You think you can ep You will find out your error after a time!” “But lam not mad. There is nothing the matter with me.” ‘‘That does not make any difference. I am not mad either, yet I have been here for three years.” ‘‘What is this place? I have no recollection of how I came here. I was enticed into a room ina hotel by a tel- egram purporting to come from a friend of mine, and I knew no more till I woke in that cell this morning, lying on a bed with all my clothing on, feeling sick and dazed.” ‘“'That’s the way we all come*” said the little woman, sadly. ‘But what is this place? Who dares to keep us here?” «This place is supposed to be a private insane asylum. It isa place where people put any relative they find trouble- some. ‘The man who keeps us here is Doctor Story, and Doctor Story is a—jiend !” CHAPTER XXVIII. ANOTHER CHANCE MISSED. Charlie Hudson was working very hard on aclever burglary case. Hehad not thought of Bob Brierly for weeks, and did not even know that gentleman was still in New York. Charlie was very happy; his love for Estelle seemed to fill Oi = cEomicbooks.co aa