Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 150: what you’re looking at

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~ DARKE DARRELL. 141 satisfy myself touching the matter. I said to myself, ‘that is the very girl Darke is hunting for all over New York.” ‘* Kh?” and Darke sat bolt upright. ‘‘ Not Leotine Cas- sandra?” he asked. | “Yes, Diminutive, dark-skinned, black-haired, sprightly, with——” ‘Ts this her picture?” hurriedly interrupted Darke, pro- ducing the ivory-type. “« Herself and nobody else,” declared Mr. Marks, admir- ing the picture. ‘‘I saw this very expression on her face once or twice. She was a little more womanly than this makes her. Darke, this case is a very valuable one.” ‘* What kind of a looking gentleman did she join?” asked Darke, unable to repress his excitement, yet not forgetting to reaeh for the ivory-type. ‘‘ Or—wasn’t he a gentleman?” ‘¢He wore the air and dress of one,” declared Mr. Marks. «IT stood there by the window, and saw them walk off to- gether. He seemed to be scolding her.” Darke covered his forehead with the palm of his hand in | a thoughtful way. ‘«©A middle-aged gentleman,” continued Mr. Marks. ‘‘Portly, serene, dignified, a business man, and a good liver, evidently satisfied with himself and things as he finds them.” «¢ Your 1 TPeeRIOT of him was good?” «¢ Yes.” «©T am glad to know she is now back in the old current,” _ Darke said, with a sense of relief, for he had great faith in the keenness of his preceptor’s observation. ‘“‘ What brought her back to the city?” ‘‘ Darke Darrel,” and Mr. Marks smiled. Darke blushed again. «‘T wonder if she is still in Baltimore?” rising and age | his hat. ‘I might come across her.” cComichbooks-¢o