Under His Thumb — page 120: what you’re looking at

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UNDER HIS THOUMS. | 111 “Before I’m twenty-four hours older I’ll eh the man that was so anxious for Brandon to escape.”’ Within half an hour he had ascertained that Bran- don had taken a ferry to Greenpoint. And without loss of time he proceeded to Twenty-third street, and was in time for a boat just about to start. Morning had dawned when Croly reached a quiet highway leading out into the country. scarcely had he come out upon the road when he Saw a carriage drive swiftly past. It was a doctor’s carriage, going in response to an early Summons. It had scarcely passed the detective when the lat- ter saw a man spring forth from among the trees by the roadside, and with marvelous agility catch hold of the back of the vehicle and swing himself into the box, unseen by the driver. Croly, in intense amaze- ment, recognized the audacious person as Carl Bran- don, the fugitive vagabond. And away sped the doc- tor with his unseen passenger, m Eomichooks,.co