The Bradys and the Girl Smuggler - or, Working for the Custom House by Francis Worcester Doughty
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"No one in here," he announced. A pleased smile crossed La Croix's face. Observing it, Old King Brady exclaimed: "Your daughter was in that room, wasn't she?" "She was," admitted La Croix, "but she hear ze attack and escape." "You warned her by yelling our names?" "I deed, Monsieur." "Confound you! Where are those diamonds?" "Clara has got zem." "Don't lie." "Sairch ze place an' you see." The Bradys complied, but failed to find the missing diamonds. "I'll go after her!" cried Harry, hastily, and he rushed out. A few moments after he had gone, Gibson came in, and a look of mingled surprise, rage and jealousy crossed his face when he saw the situation of affairs. |
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