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DETECTIVE BOB BRIDGER. 27 The spot where the two passengers had met their deaths had been marked by a huge white stone, and as the train shot by it, Brigder turned to enter the car-door. As the rays “of his lamp fell upon the glass in the door he perceived the face of a man peering through it. The lights were out save Dan Colgate’s lamp in the sleeper, and, in the rays of Bridger’s lamp, the face seemed pale and livid as that of one dead. A cold shiver ran through his nerves, for he was assured that the features were familiar to him. Might it be that at this fatal spot another mystery hke that of the Corsican brother, had arisen to confront him ? He lifted his light: that he might be sure. There could be no mistake. It was the face of Roe Fandon, the Scotch detective. CHAPTER VI. PINKERTON’S SPOTTERS. “Bah! whether it be Roe Fandon dead or Roe Fandon living [ want to see him just the same,” muttered Bridger, and placing his hand upon the door-knob, he entered the car. The Scotch detective, and not his ghost, stepped back from the door as it opened. He had arisen from his bunk and approached the end of the car with somewhat of the same intent that had im- pelled Bridger to venture without. When he perceived Bridger moving about upon the dark platforms at the very spot where had occurred the night express mystery, he had likewise believed himself either dreaming or confronting his friend’s ghost. Bridger had supposed that Fandon was beyond the ocean, and doing duty in London. And the Scotch detective had been reliably informed that Bridger was in California, doing secret service work for the Government. The lamp that Bridger carried was one of the new-style lamps made at Rochester for conductors’ use. The upper half of its globe was of green glass, casting a ghastly hue upon the most healthful face on which the rays penetrating it chanced to fall. Bridger had never used such a lamp before. Under such circumstances it was but little wonder that the two detectives were sorely puzzled at thus meeting. Within the car each glared at the other, and involun- GComicbooks co