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CHAPTER I. A NOVEL CASE
CHAPTER I. A NOVEL CASE
“Talking of sudden disappearances the one you mention of Hannah in that Leavenworth case of ours, is not the only remarkable one which has come under my direct notice. Indeed, I know of another that in some respects, at least, surpasses that in points of interest, and if you will promise not to inquire into the real names of the parties concerned, as the affair is a secret, I will relate you my experience regarding it.” The speaker was Q, the rising young detective, universally acknowledged by u
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CHAPTER II. A FEW POINTS
CHAPTER II. A FEW POINTS
Mrs. Daniels, for that was her name, took me at once up stairs to the third story back room. As we passed through the halls, I could not but notice how rich, though sombre were the old fashioned walls and heavily frescoed ceilings, so different in style and coloring from what we see now-a-days in our secret penetrations into Fifth Avenue mansions. Many as are the wealthy houses I have been called upon to enter in the line of my profession, I had never crossed the threshold of such an one as this
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CHAPTER IV. THOMPSON’S STORY
CHAPTER IV. THOMPSON’S STORY
“An affair of some mystery,” remarked Mr. Gryce, as we halted at the corner to take a final look at the house and its environs. “Why a girl should choose such a method of descent as that,”—and he pointed to the ladder down which we believed her to have come—“to leave a house of which she had been an inmate for a year, baffles me, I can tell you. If it were not for those marks of blood which betray her track, I would be disinclined to believe any such hare-brained adventure was ever perpetrated b
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CHAPTER V. A NEW YORK BELLE
CHAPTER V. A NEW YORK BELLE
Meanwhile all our efforts to obtain information in regard to the fate or whereabouts of the missing girl, had so far proved utterly futile. Even the advertisements inserted by Mrs. Daniels had produced no effect; and frustrated in my scheme I began to despair, when the accounts of that same Mrs. Daniels’ strange and unaccountable behavior during these days of suspense, which came to me through Fanny, (the pretty housemaid at Mr. Blake’s, whose acquaintance I had lately taken to cultivating,) aro
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CHAPTER VI. A BIT OF CALICO
CHAPTER VI. A BIT OF CALICO
It was about this time that I took up my residence in a sort of lodging-house that occupied the opposite corner to that of Mr. Blake. My room, as I took pains to have it, overlooked the avenue, and from its windows I could easily watch the goings and comings of the gentleman whose movements were daily becoming of more and more interest to me. For set it down to caprice—and men are often as capricious as women—or account for it as you will, his restlessness at this period was truly remarkable. No
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CHAPTER VII. THE HOUSE AT THE GRANBY CROSS ROADS
CHAPTER VII. THE HOUSE AT THE GRANBY CROSS ROADS
Why Mr. Blake should take a journey at all at this time, and why of all places in the world he should choose such an insignificant town as Putney for his destination, was of course the mystery upon which I brooded during the entire distance. But when somewhere near five in the afternoon I stepped from the cars on to the platform at Putney Station only to hear Mr. Blake making inquiries in regard to a certain stage running between that town and a still smaller village further east, I own I was no
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CHAPTER VIII. A WORD OVERHEARD
CHAPTER VIII. A WORD OVERHEARD
That evening I had a talk with Fanny over the area gate. She came out when she saw me approach, with her eyes staring and her whole form in a flutter. “O,” she cried, “such things as I have heard this day!” “Well,” said I, “what? let me hear too.” She put her hand on her heart. “I never was so frightened,” whispered she, “I thought I should have fainted right away. To hear that elegant lady use such a word as crime,—” “What elegant lady?” interrupted I. “Don’t begin in the middle of your story,
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CHAPTER IX. A FEW GOLDEN HAIRS
CHAPTER IX. A FEW GOLDEN HAIRS
When a few days from that I made my appearance before Mr. Gryce, it was to find him looking somewhat sober. “Those Schoenmakers,” said he, “are making a deal of trouble. It seems they escaped the fellows up north and are now somewhere in this city, but where—” An expressive gesture finished the sentence. “Is that so?” exclaimed I. “Then we are sure to nab them. Given time and a pair of low, restless German thieves, I will wager anything, our hands will be upon them before the month is over. I on
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CHAPTER X. THE SECRET OF MR. BLAKE’S STUDIO
CHAPTER X. THE SECRET OF MR. BLAKE’S STUDIO
“Mr. Blake is at dinner, sir, with company, but I will call him if you say so.” “No,” returned Mr. Gryce; “show us into some room where we can be comfortable and we will wait till he has finished.” The servant bowed, and stepping forward down the hall, opened the door of a small and cosy room heavily hung with crimson curtains. “I will let him know that you are here,” said he, and vanished towards the dining-room. “I doubt if Mr. Blake will enjoy the latter half of his bill of fare as much as th
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CHAPTER XI. LUTTRA
CHAPTER XI. LUTTRA
“Gentlemen,” said he as he ushered us once more into his studio, “you have presumed, and not without reason I should say, to infer that the original of this portrait and the woman who has so long occupied the position of sewing-woman in my house, are one and the same. You will no longer retain that opinion when I inform you that this picture, strange as it may appear to you, is the likeness of my wife.” “Wife!” We both were astonished as I take it, but it was my voice which spoke. “We were ignor
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CHAPTER XII. A WOMAN’S LOVE
CHAPTER XII. A WOMAN’S LOVE
“Shall I ever forget the blast of driving rain that struck our faces and enveloped us in a cloud of wet, as the door swung on its hinges and let us forth into the night; or the electric thrill that shot through me as that slender girl grasped my hand and drew me away through the blinding darkness. It was not that I was so much affected by her beauty as influenced by her power and energy. The fury of the gale seemed to bend to her will, the wind lend wings to her feet. I began to realize what int
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CHAPTER XIII. A MAN’S HEART
CHAPTER XIII. A MAN’S HEART
“That was the last time my eyes ever rested upon my wife. Whither she went or what refuge she gained, I never knew. My father who had received in this scene a great shock, began to fail so rapidly, he demanded my constant care; and though from time to time as I ministered to him and noted with what a yearning persistency he would eye the door and then turn and meet my gaze with a look I could not understand, I caught myself asking whether I had done a deed destined to hang forever about me like
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CHAPTER XIV. MRS. DANIELS
CHAPTER XIV. MRS. DANIELS
She still wore her bonnet and shawl and her face was like marble. “You want me?” said she with a hurried look towards Mr. Blake that had as much fear as surprise in it. “Yes,” murmured that gentleman moving towards her with an effort we could very well appreciate. “Mrs. Daniels, who was the girl you harbored in that room above us for so long? Speak; what was her name and where did she come from?” The housekeeper trembling in every limb, cast us one hurried appeal. “Speak!” reechoed Mr. Gryce; “t
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CHAPTER XV. A CONFAB
CHAPTER XV. A CONFAB
Next morning Mr. Gryce and I met in serious consultation. How, and in what direction should we extend the inquiries necessary to a discovery of these Schoenmakers? “I advise a thorough overhauling of the German quarter,” said my superior. “Schmidt, and Rosenthal will help us and the result ought to be satisfactory.” But I shook my head at this. “I don’t believe,” said I, “that they will hide among their own people. You must remember they are not alone, but have with them a young woman of a somew
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CHAPTER XVI. THE MARK OF THE RED CROSS
CHAPTER XVI. THE MARK OF THE RED CROSS
And what success did I meet? The best in the world. And by what means did I attain it? By that of the simplest, prettiest clue I ever came upon. But let me explain. When after a wearisome day spent in an ineffectual search through the neighborhood, I went home to my room, which as you remember was a front one in a lodging-house on the opposite corner from Mr. Blake, I was so absorbed in mind and perhaps I may say shaken in nerve, by the strain under which I had been laboring for some time now, t
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CHAPTER XVII. THE CAPTURE
CHAPTER XVII. THE CAPTURE
Promptly next morning at the designated hour, came the little note promised me by Mr. Gryce. It was put in my hand with many sly winks by the landlady herself, who developed at this crisis quite an adaptation for, if not absolute love of intrigue and mystery. Glancing over it—it was unsealed—and finding it entirely unintelligible, I took it for granted it was all right and put it by till chance, or if that failed, strategy, should give me an opportunity to communicate with Mrs. Blake. An hour pa
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CHAPTER XVIII. LOVE AND DUTY
CHAPTER XVIII. LOVE AND DUTY
Dismissing the men who had assisted us in the capture of these two hardy villains, we ranged our prisoners before us. “Now,” said Mr. Gryce, “no fuss and no swearing; you are in for it, and you might as well take it quietly as any other way.” “Give me a clutch on that girl, that’s all,” said her father, “Where is she? Let me see her; every father has a right to see his own daughter,” “You shall see her,” returned my superior, “but not till her husband is here to protect her.” “Her husband? ah, y
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CHAPTER XIX. EXPLANATIONS
CHAPTER XIX. EXPLANATIONS
“I cannot endure this,” came in one burst of feeling from the lips of Mr. Blake. “She don’t know, she don’t realize—Sir,” cried he, suddenly becoming conscious of my presence in the room, “will you be good enough to see that this note,” he hastily scribbled one, “is carried across the way to my house and given to Mrs. Daniels.” I bowed assent, routed up one of the men in the next room and despatched it at once. “Perhaps she will listen to the voice of one of her own sex if not to me,” said he; a
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CHAPTER XX. THE BOND THAT UNITES
CHAPTER XX. THE BOND THAT UNITES
But he was not to be discouraged. “And after all this, after all you have suffered for my sake and your own, do you think you have a right to deny me the one desire of my heart? How can you reconcile it with your ideas of devotion, Luttra?” “My ideas of devotion look beyond the present, Mr. Blake. It is to save you from years of wearing anxiety that I consent to the infliction upon you of a passing pang.” He took a bold step forward. “Luttra, you do not know a man’s heart. To lose you now would
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