Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 213: what you’re looking at

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HEARD AT THE FIFTH AVENUE. 205 ‘Yes, sudden affair. As you are to go into this business with me, itis only right that you should hear the details. Sit down and listen.”’ In ten minutes he has given all the salient points of the affair, then a number of questions are asked, which he answers squarely—yjust like Bob Pemberton does everything. _**That will do, sir. You will hear from me.’ “When ?”? ‘‘Karly in the morning. I can do better work in the night. Rely on me. This may seem a hard nut for you to crack, but itis right in the line of my business. Good-night, sir.”’ So Bob goes up to his room satisfied that his business is being accomplished while he sleeps. Gypsy does not ask questions, and he ventures to say nothing about what has been done, waiting to see what the morning may bring forth. It brings the secret messenger. Bobis up early and reading the morning paper down in the reading- room, when some one stands beside him; he looks up and receives a shock. ‘“‘Good Heaven! it is Rudolph Gordon, alive and in the flesh,’’ is the thought that flashes upon hin; and he feels acold chill chase up and down his spinal column at the bare idea of coming in contact with one who has been in his grave since last they met. Then he looks more closely at the old gentleman who stands there with rather a quizzical smile upon his face; he seems to suddenly detect a difference somewhere, although unable to say just what it is. GoOmMmicdooks (C©) im