The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 80: what you’re looking at

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- THE VESTIBULE LIMITED MYSTERY, a1 more and more, even while strangely attracted by it. When she iiaias the curtains of section four, in passing to her seat, how a shudder must shoot through her frame, to believe that just beyond them lies the stiff and cold body of her victim. Of course neither of them suspect the truth or that Robert lives. In imagination I see their’ utter astonishment when he appears. I chuckle at the very thought of the consternation that must come upon the con- spirators. Their plans will be changed considerably. When all ready to exhibit grief and surprise, over the body of the supposed suicide, they must en- deavor to control the feeling of bitter disappoint- ment over his awakening. I slip into the car, and find a seat beside Colonel Acton, who has his beloved violin in his hands, and still carries out the character of the old violinist. We wait for the denouement. Meanwhile I amuse myself in watching the vari- ous persons interested 1 in this mystery of the Vesti- bule Limited. There is the Jew, for instance—as the dreadful moment draws near, when he is toact his part in the drama, he grows very nervous. I see him clasp his hands and twist his fingers about, while his eyes are almost involuntarily drawn to the mirror facing him, as he watches to see when the awful discovery is made. He is about to earn his share of the blood money, and is nerved for the work. I know the kind of : man Samuels is—there are | AR leeches in New York like him. ‘S (aCe) comicboo m