Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 141: what you’re looking at

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132 - DARKE DARRELL. ‘¢ Was the woman really your aunt?” asked Mr. Kendrick. ‘s-No,. Sir.” ‘‘But a bad woman, instead?” “Yes, sir. She didn’t come by the things honestly. They are as much mine as hers. I don’t care for them. If you can right the matter, take them, and welcome,” Wish-. ing they would go, her eyes heavy with sleep. ‘“You ran from the burning house?” Mr. Kendrick asked. ‘Yes, sir. I first filled the bag. Anybody else would have done so.” ‘‘Where is your Aunt Carlina now?” ‘Bless you, I don’t know! In a well, may be.” And Leotine shrugged her plump shoulders. ‘<What do you mean by that?” asked Mr. Kendrick. Another shrug for an answer. ‘‘Tsn’t she in jail?” he asked. “Yes,” looking straight at him. ‘‘So she ought to be. Sois Tim Jordan.” | Mr. Kendrick remembered seeing that name in the pa- pers also, | | ** You set fire to the house, didn’t you?” he asked. She gave a little start. “So the papers say,” evaded she. ‘‘ You read about the arrest ?” ells GPa ‘It’s true in the main. I wasthe Boy Detective’s friend. Tam bad, and was living among bad people. I do not want to be bad, and so I ran away. [I'll tell the truth, how- ever bad it may sound. Keep the jewelry; mine, too, for alll care. Let me stay but for a night, then I'll go my way.” ‘You shall first be handed over to the officers of the law,” declared Mrs. Kendrick. “What are you saying, Jane?” reproved her husband. | comicbooks.com —