The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 88: what you’re looking at

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THE TWIN DETECTIVES. 79 ‘<The gentleman just left the house, sir,” replied the girl who opened the door. ‘* Are you sure?” ‘* Certain; he cannot be farther than the corner. He was a dark gentleman—stout.” ‘<’That’s him; I’m sorry I missed him.” «° Yes, sir.” ‘¢ Good-night, miss.” ‘<So you'll bear watching, too, my friend,” said the de- tective, when the door was shut. | ‘<’'T'o-morrow I take up my quarters in the house, and pay attention to the daughter.” ‘‘It was now eleven o’clock, and Brierly—for the watcher - was no other than the English detective—hurried to the hotel. In half an hour he emerged in his own proper person, ex- cept that he wore a long, flowing brown beard. He hastened to the nearest station, and took the L road up town. He got out near Thirty-first street, and walked a short dis- tance, till he reached a respectable looking house near Second avenue. Opening the door with a latch-key, he found his way up stairs by the light of the gas-lamp in the hall, which burned very dimly. The house was quiet; the inmates had eyi- dently retired for the night. On the second floor, front, a door stood partly open. Brierly had removed his long beard, and concealed it ina secret pocket of his overcoat. He entered the room, and a woman who sat on a low chair before the fire, sprang up with a glad cry of whee and threw her arms around his neck. ‘Oh, Charlie! I was afraid you were not coming to- night,” she said, kissing him fondly. ‘Yes, I was afraid, too; however, I managed to get off,” comicbooks CO - eo ae >