A Daughter of Delilah — page 31: what you’re looking at

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ed 22 IN THE TUNNEL. “to not'think that I shall have any inclination to boast about this night’s work,’’ was the half-savage retort. ‘‘Well, I will wish you good-night.”’ ‘‘Good-night, Mr. Alston, good-night. I shall go to Bridgley, while you continue your way to Covington. One word of warning. Keep your overcoat well wrapped about you. It hides a multitude of wickedness. AndI _would advise you also to hire a cab in Covington, and drive across the bridge home. Your appearance might ex- cite the curiosity of some policeman anxious to distinguish ' himself, and I have no desire for one so obliging to spend , the night in a cell.’’ Alston did not wait to hear more, but turned savagely on his heel. He half regretted that he had not defied the robber. He was disgusted with himself, for being so easily fooled and. frightened—yes, he was forced to confess it— he had been frightened. ‘‘My nerves were completely upset,’’ he told himself. ‘*T¢ is horrible to be assailed by what one cannot see. And yet, if Ihave done the poor devil a good turn, I shall be the last to regret it.’’ He paused an instant to listen. Were those footsteps be- hind him? No! There was no sound but the mournful rush of the wind. He strove to pierce the gloom, and looked steadily for- ward. The air was now purer and sweeter; and at last there appeared a tiny globe of shadowy gray, that might have been fifty or five hundred yards distant. His heart bounded with gladness; at last, he was nearing the mouth of the tunnel! Ina few minutes the globe assumed a clearly defined Gomicbooks (E(@) m