Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 67: what you’re looking at

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58 DARKE DARRELL. Having arrived at that conclusion, he took a second and more careful survey of the wing, the court, and the gate- way. Ina descent upon the place, he might want to know just where to station the police; the avenues through which the counterfeiters could escape might also aid him to escape, in case any personal peril surrounded him. He noticed that a one-story building ran along two of the second-story windows; that there was attached to the one- story building a sort of shed, with a low roof; that the gate was secured on the inside by a fastening of a kind with which he was familiar. From either of the two windows a daring man could leap, without much risk to life or limb, to the one-story building, and the shed adjoining, rendering it an easy undertaking to reach the court below. Before five hours had gone by, Darke had occasion to thank his foresight for having made a note of that chance of escape. He turned away from the window, and looked into the empty wardrobe; he_could detect no signs of a door in the back.of it. He pushed against it, but it seemed solid. ‘That leads into the library, Leotine said,” thought Darke. ‘‘It is a room I would like to explore before there are any changes made in it. I might find some manuscripts upon which to experiment with the secret cipher. No doubt the sudden death of Mr. Cassandra has-been quite a blow to the gang. He was the master-spirit.” He saw the ivory-type lying on the bureau. ““T must not forget that,” he thought, PICKIng it up. » ** Little gipsy-face would never forgive me.” He looked at the picture, his face relaxing, a pleased expression filling it. ‘«* She looks sweet enough to eat,” he said to himself, Another pounding at the door, cEomicbooks.com