Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 149: what you’re looking at

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140 DARKE DARRELL. CHAPTER XXIX. ESCAPE OF TIM JORDAN. Darke returned from New York the next day, tired and disheartened. He had sought assiduously to discover the whereabouts of Leotine, but had been baffled at every turn. «< Any letters for me?” he asked, with a sluggish glance toward Mr. Marks. | ‘ None,” was the brief reply. ‘‘ But a young lady called here yesterday to inquire for you. I gave her your address. She had called at the old one, it seems.” “Strange!” Darke said, musingly. ‘‘ Did she call at the house afterward?” 3 “T can’t say. I rather think not. A gentleman joined her outside. I suppose he was in waiting.” | ““What could she have wanted?” and Darke was all interest. ‘“‘{ asked her if I could serve her, but she gave me no re- ply. In fact, she was rather reticent about herself and her errand. She was polite, lady-like, well-dressed, and hand- some. Some sweetheart of yours, Master Darke,” and Mr. Marks laughed. Darke blushed. ‘* An entire stranger to me, I’ll warrant,” he said. ‘* De- scribe her more fully.” Mr. Marks tapped on the desk with the handle of his gold pen. ae tell you what I said to myself after she had left,” he rejoined, quite deliberately. ‘But it was too late, then, to ‘omicbooks:.com