The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 57: what you’re looking at

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; ’ J d 48 THE VESTIBULE LIMITED MYSTERY. have said nothing about the girl—it is the man I ac- cuse of plotting against your life.” “My life?” startled. “Yes, that is what it means, sir. This league against you can only secure your fortune over your dead body.” “Come, this sounds like a scene from the latest play,” he sneers. “All the world’s a stage, sir. The same things represented on the boards occur in real life every day. Isolemnly swear your life is in danger from that man.” “Took here, sir, you must prove your words or eat them here and now,” almost fiercely, as the thought comes again that the man I accuse is the father—as he believes—of his wife. “That Iam willing to do,if you will favor me with your attention.” “Well, since you claim that my life is in danger, I would be a fool not to listen. I hope I haven’t reached that stage yet. By the way, who are you, sir?” “You wouldn’t know me if I gave you my name. Call me Jones if you please.” “Then what are you?” “A detective officer of New York.” “Did any one hire you to look after me—I chance to know certain members of my family object to my intimacy with Colonel Andrews and his daugh- ter—have they sent you here to cause a rupture between us?” | I shake my head. “J do not know who employs me, as I have seen noone. <All business has been done through my Eomicbooks CO mn ‘