Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 156: what you’re looking at

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148 OLD SPECIE. Was there any other means of exit save by the — open window? A door caught his eye. He sprang forward and opened it. A closet was revealed. In this it would be natural to expect to find the hunted criminal cowering. Old Specie entered it. He looked in vain. The closet contained clothing, pan eng 2 from cer- tain hooks, but no man. He searched to see whether there was any means of leaving the closet—a false back, for instance—but found no such thing. Again he looked around the room. This was strange. Could it be possible the man had escaped by means of the open window after all? He put out his head. “Officer !”’ ““Hello!’’ ‘Where were you when the shots were fired ?”’ ‘**At the corner.’’ 3 ‘By the brewery ?”’ Vas”? | “You started this way at once?’’ Sei ths ‘‘And kept your eyes on this house?’’ “Well, I reckon.”’ “You could have seen a man if he climbed out of this window here?”’ eNOS 72 ‘‘Did you see one do it?” ‘‘Never aman.”’ ‘Thanks. Then he’s still here.’’ Eomichooks.¢co =|