Old Specie, the Treasury Detective; or, The Harbor Lights of New York — page 72: what you’re looking at

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64 | OLD SPECIE. He found a man worth studying, for the other’s features were exceedingly strong. The picture would never leave his mind. ‘‘Wonderfully like, yes, marvelously so. Who could ever detect the cheat? Yes, I can defy the world with this girl. And can it be this 1s an acci- dental resemblance? It seems utterly impossible, and yet appearances indicate it.’’ He hardly seemed to realize that his words were spoken above his breath. That cold, marble-like face seemed to entrance him. Finally, with an effort, he broke the spell that bound him. ‘Tell me what you did, Ben Bolt.’’ | The other gave a short description of their trip. There were two things he neglected to state. _ The first was the temptation which his companion had put in his way. Secondly, he made no mention of the encounter in the grave-yard with the young man whom he had called Jack Ramsay, the lover of the dead Florence, and whom they had left senseless on the field. Old Specie was not surprised, He saw Ben didn’t desire to arouse any suspicion in his employer’s mind that things were going con- trary-wise. | It was a shrewd idea. , As to the other event—well, perhaps the seed sown had found soil by the wayside after all, though it had not sprung up. as quickly as the de- tective could have wished. Comicbooks (ECO)