Penny Dreadfuls, 1897 · page 30 of 36
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cae he wa Portland.’ | young man wheapaed ~ Say See y XO. and : 5 8 W NICK CARTER WEEKLY. Trim reached for the whip, gave the|that time their speed was only such asthe horse a light tap with it, and immediate-| horse could endure for hours. ly tney were rushing on at a racetrack! The detective was filled with ue spec ithroughout the entire journey. “Don’t spare the horse now, but look| He understood now the full meaning of here a minute! ’ said Trim. ‘the conversation he had heard in the park. With this he took his lantern from his| If he had realized it sooner he would — pocket and drew the slide so that the rays | have taken less time in making upto rep- TF ~*~ | Ss fell upon his own face. resent the professor, for he would have | a ‘‘Who am I?”’ he asked. ‘known that every moment was precious. | ‘‘I suppose you’re Dan Wade!’ the} Telegraphing to Portland undoubtedly — young fellow stammered, ‘‘the one who’s| meant that the professor and Duke had a f been going as Professor Spinner. ~ ‘confederate there who was merely waiting — ‘‘Dan Wade, alias Professor Spinner,’’| for orders to put an end to the banker’s — responded Trim, ‘‘is a prisoner captured | son. ; this night by Trim Carter, the detective.’’} This man in the buggy with Trim was © Edward shuddered. 'a criminal who either resembled the son — ‘Look at me!’ Somimanded Trim |remarkably or who had been made upto ~ again. |resemble him. az He raised his eyes with an expression | It was clear to Trim that the real son Bhs | of awful fear. |had been abducted and this fellow substi- — : ‘(And I’m Trim Carter, the detective. ’’ {tuted in his place. = ae At this the driver almost lost control} When the change was made he was not | of himself. He trenibled so violently that| yet clear, but he cared little for that de- he could not possibly hold the reins) tail as long as he knew that the real son zs firm ly. | was in danger and that Duke was already — “Don’t be hard on me,’’ he blubbered;|on his way to bring about his murder. “y hadn’t done anything yet.’ Duke had said that he would attend to é **You’re in it as deep as any of them!’’| the matter that night. tetorted Trim, ‘‘but there’s just one| As there were no trains from Old thing you can do to save your neck.”’ Orchard before morning, it seemed en- ~ ‘*1’ll do it 1f I can.’’ | tirely probable that Duke would have — a ‘Then drive me to the place where the| hired a horse and carriage to take him — = real Edward Mead is kept a prisoner wait-| across the country. — ing to be murdered by Duke.”’ ‘“He spoke of walking,’’ thought Trim, | ‘‘He—he may not be there now, | “but that was a mere bluff, and under = wh he young fellow. ‘the circumstances I don’t believe a : “And he may be murdered before we) th 'wait for the train. get there!’’ cried Trim. ‘‘If you | * . - 2 ‘*He’s probably ahead of me somewher a don’t keep that horse going at his best, |on the road now, and if I don’t overta e Sy nd remem at the first sign of any/| him, or have some Sa: of good luck, I’m ue medics on your part I’ll send you across | afraid that it’ll be 1 on the banke gS = Beas es the river. Do you catch on?’’ | son, So eee hese aput the wide of his lantern and} Trim calculated that fey weet get to ees d the gleaming barrel of a revolver} Portland at about daybreak unless some Ff ee ee as ae spoke. ‘accident should happen to delay them. — cig to *‘T’]] do the best a can,” was the faint | He allowed his companion to drive in } reply. . silence for several miles and then began } ‘Trim smiled | quietly | as he saw the! to ask him ¢ ques@ons. 2 2% ai young fellow take the a and tighten ‘I might as well know all this now as- ae DO ) is 'later,’’ he said, ‘‘what’s your name??? & | ‘Jim Spark, ” was the reply. 53% ee | ‘All right, Jim, how long has t his | _ Since carly = the spring.” 4 an ee now, but if he was ckept apt to it t he € would es j . » : | - 4 " t of = i] "7 s é j * “ é “" i. | =, ¥ vr . : af — ice a am - . a ~ ii Fad * J > -. O—E. 7 Ll ee a ~ 9