The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 168: what you’re looking at

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THE TWIN DETECTIVES. 159 The old lady underwent many changes while the woman talked. Surprise, incredulity, suspicion, conviction. When the story was finished she merely asked: ‘¢ What is your name?” ““My name is Mrs. Mordred.” “What do you wish to do?” ‘“T wish to go to New York, where I left my luggage. I left plenty of money in my trunk at the Stevens House, on Broadway, and also valuable papers.” ‘But may not this man have robbed you?” Mrs. Mordred turned pale. | ‘‘T did not think of that. He had reasons for wishing to obtain possession of the papers.” ‘“‘T do not know what to advise. If my brother, Cap- tain Lyle, was only here. We expect him home in three weeks, ” “ Captain Lyle I” ‘‘He only sailed last Thursday night. But he is only going to make a short trip this time. He has gone to Boston.” | ‘‘Bxcuse me, madam. I once knew people of the same name as yours. Are you English?” ““Yes; we are from Liverpool, England. My brother is Captain Henry Lyle. He has been employed by the Mas- sons Bros., of Liverpool, all his life-time.” Mrs. Mordred felt the room turning around with her for afew moments. Now she knew why the old lady’s voice sounded familiar. In her distress she had found her way into the home of her husband ! The husband of her girlhood, whom she had basely de- serted. The old lady’s voice called her back, for her senses were about to leave her. ‘Drink this hot tea, and eat this toast.” (E(0) GEomichboo 3) ts