The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 22: what you’re looking at

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THE VESTIBULE LIMITED MYSTERY, 13 CHAPTER II. MY FELLOW-PASSENGERS, A bell clangs. “All aboard!” calls an official outside. - Hurried adieus are said, and: those not going, leave the train. A signal is given, and we begin to move, passing through the streets of Jersey City, and Headings for the cut in the Bergen hills. In avery brief time the Limited is making good time over the meadows beyond the Hackensack River. The passengers in our car have by this time managed to get seated in their respective places, and presently the conductor will be going his rounds to see that each has the proper seat called for by check. It is time for me to open Acton’s letter of instruc- tions, and find out whatiam todo. SoIspread it before. me in sucha way that no other eyes can catch a word. He has written it hurriedly, probably in the time’ which elapsed between sending Jackson to call me, and my appearance at the office; but I am used to his ways, and can generally supply anything that is missing. -Verbatim, my letter of instructions reads: “In the same car with you, I believe, at any rate on the Limited Vestibule express, you will discover several parties whom you are to watch closely... I will describe them. One seems to be a man of forty-five; a handsome, dashing fellow, with an eye pears comicbooks.c \ ms