Dyke Darrel the Railroad Detective - Or, The Crime of the Midnight Express by A. Frank [pseud.] Pinkerton
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A minute later, young Ender entered the presence of the trio, and
deposited a black satchel in the middle of the floor. "I have committed a theft," said the boy, with a queer look on his face, "and am here to throw myself on the mercy of the court." "You speak in riddles," said Bernard. "I've been on a bully lay, as the peelers say, and I believe have made a discovery, although it may amount to nothing after all." "Go on." "I've seen the man with the red hair and beard." "When?" "Where?" "Over by the depot. I saw him go into an old out-house with this satchel in his hand." "Indeed!" "Go on." "I was on the watch, and when he came out I saw, not Brother Ruggles, but a lean old man, with white locks and beard, who seemed to walk with great difficulty." "Ah!" |
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