Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 121: what you’re looking at

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OLD SPECIE. 113 knows you as Florence’s lover. You are not sup- posed to have met Miss Caldwell, so the fact of your hanging around here would make that cunning man suspect at once something was wrong.”’ ‘I did not think of that.’’ ‘But you realize it now.’’ “Yes, yes. I would not put your plans in danger for the world. You have been kind in your sym- pathy, and I appreciate your efforts in behalf of Miss Caldwell.’’ ‘Then you will be guided by me?’’ ‘Tell me what to do.’’ ‘“Go home and remain there. The funeral will be to-morrow afternoon. Change your looks as well as you are able, and you can see the body of Miss Flor- ence consigned the second time to the tomb, which I firmly believe and HORE vet to prove is hers by right.’ ‘“‘T will do as you say, sir.”’ ‘‘Immediately.”’ “Without delay. Still you must understand I am not ashamed of having come here upon such an er- rand.”’ 7 ““You have no need to be.”’ They~walked down the street together, and the detective saw Jack toa hotel, where he left him, the young man obligating himself to depart on an early train, and not in any way betraying his knowl- edge of affairs. He received permission from the detective to at- tend the funeral. He could be in the grave- ‘ward at the time without exciting suspicion. What more natural than that a lover should hover { * Gomicboo cS (E(0) ey