Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 126: what you’re looking at

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DARKE DARRELL. 117 ‘¢T struck one of them, and felled another,” Darke said. ‘The latter, a helpless old man, and I have since felt | ashamed of myself.” Thus he was hailed, and thus he clipped the reports of all exaggerations. He was glad to escape from them into the private office of Mr. Marks. The latter sprang up and seized his hand, his eyes shining. ‘‘T’m justly proud of my pupil,” he said. “IT don’t ike being made a hero of in this way,” de- murred Darke. ‘‘I don’t deserve it. Most anybody else would have got into and out of it in just the same way.” Mr. Marks shook his head. ‘*You haven’t received a bit more credit than you de- serve,” declared he. ‘‘ By the way, I have a case which a friend has especially asked me to place in your hands. I have been at. work on it for a year, and have made no progress.” «“T hope it will not absorb much of my time,” observed Darke. ‘‘I have taken a case on my own hook. I am offered ten thousand dollars, provided I find a child that was stolen.” «A large sum, Master Darke—a large sum—but one of the most difficult cases, as you will find.” ‘‘ Perhaps,” slowly replied Darke. ‘‘It happens, how- ever, that the lost little girl is the very little girl who so materially aided me in breaking up the den of counter- -_feiters.” , ‘Ts that so?” hisface widening. ‘‘ That alters the aspect; it simplifies the matter. To know whom you are looking for, and where to look for them, are great advantages gained. I hope that you may succeed.” ‘‘T hope so, too,” replied Darke. ‘And I don’t hope so 3 GEomicbooks. co m