Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 129: what you’re looking at

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— to. 120 DARKE DARRELL. mother, your name is Deborah!” recallingly. ‘‘ Was Dunn your maiden name?” | There was a stolid expression on his mother’s face. Had she not heard him? ‘Why is the woman wanted?” she asked. “T don’t know.” ‘¢ Wouldn’t Mr. Marks tell you, if you asked him?” ‘‘Quite likely, mother. He said you knew something about the woman.” ‘<<T used to be acquainted with Deborah Dunn,” his mother | slowly admitted. ‘Ah!’ and Darke elevated his brows. ‘‘ The same wo- man, no doubt. You see, mother, the name is not a com- mon one.” ‘* It might have been her mother’s name before her,” sug- gested Mrs. Darrell. Darke felt that she had much to tell, provided she cared ‘“‘ Tf I find her I am to receive three thousand dollars,” he said. ‘‘Mr. Marks as good as has the money to pay down. Where is Deborah Dunn?” “You want to earn your money too easily,” and Mrs. Darrell looked mysterious. ‘‘ Besides, you might offer to divide.” ‘‘ What is mine is yours, mother,” declared Darke. “It will not always be so. You will be keeping house for yourself some day, especially if that little girl loves you as desperately as you fancy she does. However, I am will- ing and able to help you—to help you very much. But you must first find out why Deborah Dunn is wanted, and what is expected of her.” “Very well, mother. Mr. Marks will tell me. I scarcely think his telling me would defeat his intentions.” "comicbooks.co