Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 175: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

OLD SPROTE, 167 ‘“T admit nothing, sir.’’ “Very good. It makes no difference in the end. Now I come to a point which is of a still more re- markable character. I-refer to the sudden demise ' of Amy Caldwell.’’ ‘Iam invulnerable there. I have the certificate of three eminent doctors to the effect that her death was natural.”’ “It was well ‘planned, my dear sir, but even learned doctors make mistakes. ”’ ‘These men did not.’’ | ‘“We shall see. You showed me a will that left you everything. There we have a decided motive for the crime.”’ “Crime ?”’ ‘Did I say that? Well, I shall stick to it.” ‘The doctors will knock you out in one round.”’ ‘Not so. Their certificate is good, so far as it goes, but the trouble with them is that they made a grave mistake.’’ “Explain,’? with a tremor in his voice he could not for the life of him hide. “They declared Amy Caldwell dead from heart trouble, when, in fact, the body upon which they passed judgment was that of her long lost sister, poor Florence.”’ , The man at bay had held out remarkably well thus far, while terrible truths were hurled at him so promiscuously, but he had now reached the end of his tether. Gomichoo cS (E(0) ‘eS