The Dugdale Millions — page 319: what you’re looking at

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DETECTED AND CAPTURED. 30G he hurriedly snatched the others, and with rapid glances caught their sense and realized their impor- tance. As he read he ejaculated unintelligibly, while his excitement grew with every moment, until he ex- claimed aloud: “Great God! What a revelation!” He tossed the papers back into the box, closed it with a loud noise and, thrusting it under his arm, rapidly strode into the library. The three were upon their feet. Harold Pierson was about to depart, satisfied that he had allayed al! suspicion, that all had succumbed to the strength of the proof he had submitted, and that it was now only a question of time when he would secure the estates, unopposed by Mr. Hetlow. As he entered, Mr. Stanton cast upon him a glance of stern severity. ‘“ One moment,” he said. ‘We have not done with you.” Young Pierson saw the box under his arm and was immediately filled with alarm. The blood fled from his face as he leaped to the conclusion that the box was the Jenkins box, to obtain which the burglary had been committed. “ You say,” said Mr. Stanton, ‘that you are the son of Edmund Dugdale ?” Harold made a mighty effort to control himself, while Mr. Hetlow and Dick looked with surprise upon the excitement of the old lawyer, usually so self- possessed. ~ ““T say that I am,’ replied Harold, “and you know I am, from the proofs I have this day submitted.” ‘they are false,” cried. the lawyer...“ You are a swindler. ‘This box—the Jenkins box—-for which you robbed my house, proves you are.” Moved by sudden fright and anger Harold threw himself forward, as if he would either strike the oid Comicboclk C@ 3