Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 188: what you’re looking at

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180 OLD SPECIE. ‘“‘So he carried Amy to the cabin of a grave-dig- ger, where I afterward found her, alive and doing well.’ “Thank Heaven for that. Now that my downfall is assured, I would not harm the girl. Besides, I had already begun to feel the constriction around my throat—the shadow of the hangman’s noose— and a dused unpleasant sensation it is, I honestly assure you.” | ‘“‘Let’s go over the ground again, Delmar. You admit being an impostor?’’ “IT suppose I’ll have to, though I might makea fight for it if it wasn’t that I’m a goner in the money business. When I appear in court, and the eyes of the country are on me, there will be many to recog- nize Colonel Blood.”’ | “Yes, you can rest assured of that. Your career has been too notorious, taken in all, for a private scheme to succeed. We will not prosecute on that subject—you will get all the years you can stand as Delmar, the prince of counterfeiters. ”’ ‘How about my plot against Miss Caldwell?’’ “That will have to be ventilated, because those who attended her funeral will be surprised to see her alive in the flesh.’’ “You will have trouble explaining it.’’ “Not at all. We shall cause it to be known that the funeral was that of her sister, Florence, and though folks may talk a httle at first, they will soon understand that it was a cunning game of the bogus uncle to get a fortune. Time will bring forgetful- ness.”’ “This isa merry ending to my career of check- ered vicissitudes of fortune. I presume I will get twenty years by the government.,’’ =} Gomicbooks:. co