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THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. By Old Sleuth. This Number contains a Complete Story, Unchanged and Unabridged. j SINOLE l NUMBER. f GEORGE MUNRO, PCBLISHEH, Nos 17 to 27 VANDEWATER STREET, N E W Y o rut 5 PRICE i 10 CENTS.S Old Sleuth Library, I ssue d W ee kly .-By Subscript ion $20 per annum. Copyrighte d 1885, by George lllunro.-Entered a t th e P ost Offic e at N e w Y ork at Second Class Rates.-Jul y 24, 1885. Copyrighte d 1873 and 1885, by George lllunro. Vol. I. The Brigands of New York. :Sy OLD SLEUT:S:. The Brigands of New York. NEW Y O R K : GEORGE MUNR O PUB LIS H ER, 17 T O 27 V A!>'DEW ATER STREET.

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MUNRO'S PUBLICATIONS. THE SEASIDE LIBRARY. LATE ISSUES. The following books are for sale by all newsdealers, or \viii be sent to any address, postage prepaid, by the on receipt of 12 cents for single numbers, 17 cents for special numbers, and 25 cents for double num bers. Parties wishing the Pocket Edit.Um of THE SEASIDll: LIBRARY must be careful to mention the Pocket Edition, the Ordinary Edition will be sent. Address, GEOIGE MONRO, Publisher, 17 to 27 Vandewater Street, N. Y. (P. o. Box 8751.) 189 Romantic Adventures of a Milkmaid, The. By TbQmll4 Hardy ............... ........ ....... 10 140 Glorious Fortune, A. B y Walter Besant ......... 10 141 She Lol'ed Him I By Annie Thomas........ .. .. 10 142 Jenifer. By Annie Thomas ..................... 20 143 One False, Both Fair. By John B. Harwood ... 20 144 Promises of Marriage. By Emile Gaboriau .... 10 145 "Storm-Beaten:" God and The Man. By Robert Buchanan....... . .. . . .. . .. .. . .......... 20 146 Love Finds the Way, and Other Stories. By Walter Besant and Jame Rice ............... 10 147 Rachel Ray. By Anthony Trollope ........ ..... 20 148 Thorns and Orange-Blossoms. By the Author of Dora Thorne". . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10 149 lO 100 For Himself Alone. By T. W. Speight ......... 10 151 Ducie Diamonds. The. By C. Blatherwick . . . 10 152 Uncommercial Traveler, The. By Obas. Dickens 20 158 Golden Calf, The . By Miss M. E. Braddon ...... 20 154 Anuan Water. By Robert Buchanan ............ 20 155 Lady Muriel s Secret. By Jean Middlemass .... 20 156 "For a Dream' s 8ake. By Mrs Herbert Martin 20 157 Milly's Hero. By F. W Robinson ............... 20 158 StarEng, The. By Norman Macleod, D.D ....... 10 159 Moment of Madness, A, and Other Stories. By F lorence Marryat ............................. 10 160 Her Gentle Deeds. By Sarah Tytl er. . . . .. .. 10 161 Lady of Lyons, The. Founded on the Play of that title by Lord Lytton... .. . . .. . ... .. 10 162 Eugene Aram. By Sir E. Bulwer Lytton . ...... 20 16.3 Winifred Power. By Joyce Darrell ............. 20 164 Leila; or, The Siege of Grenada. Bulwer Lytton 10 165 History of Henry Esmond, The. By William Makepeace Thackeray. .................. : . 20 166 Moonshine and Marguerites. By" The Duchess" 10 167 Heart and Science By Wilkie Collins .. .. .... 20 188 No Thoroughfare. By Dickens and Collins ..... 10 169 Haunted Man, The. By Charles Dickens ...... 10 170 Great Treason, A. By Mary Hoppus ........... 80 1 7 1 Fortune' s Wheel. By "The Duchess" ..... ..... 10 172 Golden Girls." By Alan Muir.. . .. .. .. .. .. .. 20 173 Foreigners, The. By Eleanor C. Price ...... : .... 20 174 Under a Ban. By Mrs. Lodi?e ................... 20 175 Love's Random Shot. By Wilkie Collins ....... 10 176 An April Day. By Philippa Prittie Jephson .. 10 177 Salem Chapel By Mrs. Oliphant ............... 20 178 More Leaves from the Journal of a Life in the Highlands. By Queen Victoria ..... .......... 10 179 Little Make Believe By B. L Farjeon ...... ... 10 180 Round the Galley Fire. By W Clark Russell ... 10 1 8 1 New Abelard. The. By Robert ...... 10 182 Millionaire The ................................. 20 183 Old Contrairy, and Other Stories. By Florence Marryat .......... ............................ 10 Ul4 Thirlby Hall. B y W. E. Norris .................. 20 185 Dita. By Lady Margaret Majendle .............. 10 186 Canon's Ward, Th e By James Payn .......... 20 187 Midnight Sun, The. By Fredri .ka Bremer ....... 10 188 Idonea. By Anne Beale ........................ 20 189 Valerie's Fate. By Mrs. Alexander ............. 5 190 Homance of a Black Veil. By the Author of Dora Thorne ". . . . . . 10 191 Harry Lorrequer. By Charles Lever ............ 15 lW At the Worl d s Mercy. By F Warden .......... 1 5 193 Rosery Folk, The. ily G Manville Fenn ....... 10 194 "So Near, and Yet So Fart" By Alison ........ 10 195 "Way of the World, The." By David Christle Murray .............................. ........ 15 196 Hidden Perils. By Mary Cecil Hay .............. JO 197 For Her Dear Sake. By Mary Cecil Hay ..... 20 198 Husband' s Story, A ............................. 10 199 The. By Anne Beal e ....... ..... 10 200 An Old Mans Love. B y Anthony Trollope ...... 10 201 Monastery, The. By Sir Walter Scott ..... 20 202 Abbot, The. lly Sir Walter Scott ............... 20 203 John Bull and His Island. By Max O'Rell ...... 10 204 Vixen. By Miss M. E. Braddon ................. 15 205 Minister's Wife, The. By Mrs. Oliphant .... .. 80 206 Picture, The, anj Jack of All Trades. By Charles Reade .. . .. . .. .. .. . . .. .. .. . 10 I07 Pretty Miss Neville. By B M. Croker ........... 15 ll08 Ghost of Charlotte Cray, The, and Other Stories. By Florence Marrya.t . ....................... 10 200 John Holds worth, Chief Mate. ByW.Clark Russell 10 'l1J R.eadiana: Comments on Current Events. By Charles Reade ............................... 10 211 Octoroon, The.. .. . .. . . .. .. . .. .. . . . . 10 212 Charles O'Malley, the Irish Dragoon. By Charles Lever. [Complete in one volumel ........... 80 213 Terrible Temptation, A By Charles Reade .... 15 214 Put Yourself m His Place. By Charles R eade .. 20 215 Not Like Other Gir l s ByRosaNouchetteCarey 1 5 216 Foul Play. By Charles Reade .................. 15 217 Man She Cared For, The. By F W. Robinson .. 15 218 Agnes Sore l. By G. P. R. James ................ 15 219 Lady C lare; or, The Master of the Forges. From the French of Georges Ohnet ....... . 10 220 Which Loved Him Besti By the Author of 0 Dora Thorne" ................... . ......... 10 221 Comin' Thro' the Rye. By Helen B. Mathers .... 15 222 Sun-Maid, The. By Miss Grant ................. 15 2".!3 Sailor's Sweetheart, A. B y W. Clark Russell ... 1 5 224 Arundel Motto, The. By Mary Cecil Hay.... . 10 225 Giant's Robe, The. By F Anstey. . . . . . . 15 226 Friendship. By "Ouida" ..................... 20 227 Nancy By Rhoda Broughton ................... 15 228 Princess Napraxine. By "Ouida." .............. 20 229 Maid Wire, or Widow? By Mrs. Alexander .. .. 1 0 "'lO Dorothy Forster. By Walter Besant ............ 15 ..Jl Griffith Gaunt; or, J ealousy. By Charles Reade 15 232 Love and Money; or, A Perilous Secret. By Charles Reade....... .. .................... 10 .238 "I Say No;" or, The Love-Letter Answered. By Wilkie Collins............ .. .. .. . .. .. . 15 or, Splendid Misery. By Miss ll. E. Braddon ................ ," ..................... 16 235 "It is Never Too Late to Mend." A Matter-ofFact Romance. By Charles Reade .......... 20 236 Which Shall It Be 1 By Mrs. .Alexander ....... 20 2:37 15 238 Pa.acarel. By Ouida" ......................... 20 239 Signa. By Ouida ".. . . . . .. .. . .......... 20 240 Called Back. By Hugh Conway ................ 10 241 Baby's Grandmother, The. By L.B. Walford .. 10 242 Two Orvhans, The. By D'Ennery .............. 10 243 Tom Burke of "Ours." First half. By Ckarles 243 -.; oli'rii. ;; se.;;,;,:d. liaii.' BY.. 20 Lever ....................................... . . 20 244 Great Mistake, A By the author of "His Wed ded Wife".................................... 20 245 Miss T ommy;. By Miss Mulock ................ .. 10 246 Fatal Dower, A By the Author of His Wed ded Wife" .................. .................. 10 247 Armourer's Prentices, The. By Charlotte M. Yonge ........................................ 10 248 House on the Marsh, The. By F. Warden ...... 10 249 "Prince Charlie s Daughter. By the Author of "Dora Thorne" .. .. . .. . . . .. .. . .. . .. 10 250 Sunshine and Roses; or, Diana's Discipline. By the Author of "Dora Thorne" ............... 10 251 Daui?hter of theStars1 The, and Other Tales. By Hugh Conway, autnor of "Called Back" .... 10 252 Sinless Secret, A By Rita "... .. .. .. .. . 10 253 Amazon, The. By Carl Vosmaer ................ 10 254 Wife's Secret1 and Fair hut False, The. By the Author of 'Dora Thorne" .................... 10 255 Mystery, The. By Mrs. Henry Wood .......... : 15 2561\lr.Smith: APartofHisLife. ByL.B.Walford 15 257 Beyond Recall. By Adeline Sergeant .......... 10 258 Cousins. By L. B. Walford ... ................. 20 259 Bride of Monte Cristo, Tbe. A Sequel to "The Count of Monte-Cristo." By Alex. Dumas ... 10 260 Proper Pride. By B. 111. Croker.... . . . . . . 10 261 Fair Maid, A. By F. W. Robinson .............. 20 262 Count of Monte Cristo, The. Part I. By Alex-ander Dumas ............................... ... !lO 'l62 Count of Monte-Cristo, The. Part II. By Alex-ander Dumas .. ............................... 20 263 An Ishmaelite. By Miss !IL E. Braddon ........ 15 264 Pi6douche, a French Detective. By Fortun6 Du Bo!sgobey ..................................... 10 265 Judith Shakespeare: Her LO'l'e Mairs and Other Adventures. By William Black ........ 15 266 WaterBabies, The. A Fairy Tale for a Land-Baby. By the Rev. Charles Kingsley ......... 10 267 Laurel Vane or, The Girls' Conspiracy. By Mrs Alex McVeigh Miller .................... 20 268 Lady Gay's Pride or, The Miser's Treasure. By Mrs .A.lex. llfcVeigh Miller ................. 20 269 Lancaster s Choice. Mrs. Alex. McVeigh Miller 20 270 Wandering J ew, The. Part I By Eugene Sue .. 20 270 Wandering J ew The. Part II. By Eugene Sue .. 20 271 Mysrerie of Paris, The. Part I By Eugene Sue 20 271 Mysreries of Paris, The. Part IL By Eugene Sue 20 272 Little Savage, The B y Captain Marryat....... 10 273 Love and Mirage; or, The Waiting on an Island. By M. Betham-Edwards ....................... 10 274 Ali<:'e, Grand Duchess of Hesse, Princess of Great Britain and Ireland. Biographical Sketch and Letters ............. .......................... 10 275 Three Brides, The. By Charlotte M. Yonge ..... 10 276 Under the Lilies and Roses. By Florence Mar ryat (lllrs. Francis Lean) ..... : ................ 10 277 Surgeon's Daughters, The. By Mrs. Henry Wood. A Man of His Word. By W. E Norris ........ 10 278 For Life and Love. By Alison................. 10 279 Little Goldie: A Story of Woman's Love. By Mrs Sumner Hayden ......................... 20 280 Omnia Vanitas. Tale of Society. By Mrs. Forrester. .. .. .. . . .. . .. . .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. 10 281 Squire's Legacy, The. By Mary Cecil Hay .... 15 282 Donal Grant. By George MacDonald ........... 1 5 283 Sin of a Lifetime, The. By the Author of" Dora Thorne" ................................. -. ..... 10 284 Doris. By "The Duchess" ...................... 10 285 Gambler's Wife, The ............................. 20 286 Iron Hand, The. By F. Warden ................. 20 287 At War With Herself. By the author of Dora Thorne" ......... : ............................ 10 'l88 From Gloom to Sunlight. By the author of "Dora. Thorne".. . . . . .................... 10 289 J ohn Neighbor in Her True Light. By a "Brutal Saxon" . . . . . . . ............ 10 290 Nora' s Love Test. B y l\Iary Cecil Hay .......... 20 291 Love's Warfare. By author of "Dora Thorne" 10 292 Golden Rea.rt A. By author of Dora Thorne" 10 293 Shadow of a Sin, The. By the author of" Dora Th orne" ..................................... 10 294 Hilda. By the author of "Dora Thorne" ...... 10 295 Woman's War, A. By author of" Dora Thorne" 10 296 Ros e in Thorns, A. By author of" Dora Thorne" 10 297 Hilary's Folly, By the author of "Dora TJ10rne" 10 298 Mitclielhurst Place. By Margaret Veley....... 10 299 Fatal Lili es, The, and A Bride fro m the Sea. By the author of "Dora Thorne" ................ 10 300 Gild e d Sin, and A Bridge of Love. A. By the author of Dora Thorne "..... . . .. . .. .. . 10 301 D ark Days. By Hugh Conway .................. 10 302 Blatchford Bequest, The. By Hugh Conway .... 10 303 Ingledew House, and More Bitter than Death. By the author of "Dora. Thorne" ............ 10 804 In Cupid's Net. By the author of" Dora Thorne" 10 305 Dead Heart, and Lady Gwendoline's Dream, A. By the author of" D ora Thorne" .......... ... 10 306 Golden Dawn and Love for a Day, A. By the author ot "Dora Th0rne" .... ............... 10 307 Two Kisses, and Like no Other Love. By the author of "Dora Thorne" ... ................ 10 808 Beyond Pardon ................................... l!O 809 Pathfinder, The. By J Fenimore Cooper ........ JO 810 Prairie, The. ByJ. Fenimore' Cooper ........... 2$ 811 Two Years Before the Mast. BY R. H Dana, Jr 2lt lH2 Week in Killarney A. By The Duchess .... IC: 313 Lover's Creed, The. By Mrs Cashel Hoey ...... 15814 Per il. By Jessie ...................... 2G 815 Mistletoe Bough, The. Edited by M. E Braddon 20l 816 Sworn to Silence o,, Aline Ro4.ney's Secret. By Mrs. A l ex. McVelsch Miiler ................. 20 817 By Mead and Stream. JJ;t' Charles Gibbon ...... 20; 818 Pioneers, The; or, Tlie Sollrces of the Susqe hanna. By J Fenimore ............ 20 81Q F11ee t o Face: A Fact In Seven Fables. By R. E Francillon .................................. 10 320 Bit of Human Nature, A. By David Christie Murray ...................................... 10' 321 Prodigals, The: And Their Inheritance. By Mrs. Oliphant ....................................... 10 321! Woman's Love-Story, A ...................... ... l(}J 323 Willful Maid, A....................... .. ........ I!() 324 In Luck at Last. By Walter Besant ........... J()i :l A ':M8ii' i1:ii4 lOc Women. By George Macdonald ....... ....... 10> 827 Atonement. (From the German of E. Werner.) By Christina Tyrrell ............ 20 828 Bablole, the Pretty Milliner. (Translated from the French of Fortun6 Du Boisgobey .) Firat half .................................. .......... 21) 328 Babiole. the Pretty Milliner. (Translated from the French of Fortuu6 DuBoisgobey.) 2d half I' 329 Polish J ew, The. (Translated from the French by Caro line A. Merighi.) By Erckmann-Chatrian lOJ 330 . ... 2()\ 331 Geral d. By E leanor C. Price .... .............. 20> 332 Judith Wynne ................ ................... 20" 333 Frank Fairlegh: or, Scenes From the Life of a Private Pupil. By Frank E. Smedley ....... 20> 33( Marriage of Convenience, A. By Harriett Jay . 10-335 White Witch, '!'he ................................ 20> 336 Philistia. By Cecil Power ....................... 20' 337 Memoirs and Resolutions of Adam Graeme of Mossgray, i ncluding some Chronicles of the Borough of Ft>ndie. B y Mrs. Oliphant . . 20'> 338 Family Difficulty, The. By Sarah Doudney ...... lOt 339 Mrs. Vereker' s Courier Maid. By Mrs. Alexander 10> 340 Under Which Kingf By Compton Reade ....... 20' 341 Madolin Rivers; or, The Little Beauty or Red Oak Seminary. B.Y Laura Jean Libbey ....... 20-34.2 Bab y, The, and One New Year' s Eve. By "The Duchess ". .. . .. .. . . . . . . . . . .. .. . 10> 348 Talk of the Town, The. By James Payn ...... .. 00' a44 "Wearing o f the Green, The." By Ba10il. ........ 20> 345 Madam. By Mrs. Oliphant ................ ...... 20' 346 Tumbledown Farm. By A lan Muir .............. 10-347 As Avon Flows. By Henry Scott Vince ..... .... 26: 348 From Post to Finish. A Racing Romance. By Hawley Smart ................................. 20> 349 Two Admirals, The. A Tal e of the Sea. By J Fenimore Cooper ............................. 20> 350 Diana of the Crossways. By George Meredith .. 10 351 House on the Moor, The. By Mrs. Oliphant ..... 20 352 At Any Cost. By Edward Garrett .............. 10< 353 Black Dwarf. Th e and A Legend of Montrose. By Sir Walter Scott ........................... 20 354 Lottery of Life, Tbl'J. A Story of New York Twenty Years Aj?o. By John Brougham .... 20-355 That Terrible Man. By W. E. Norris. The Princess Dagomar of Poland. By Heinrich Felbermann ................................... 10 356 Good Hater, A. By Frederick Boyle ............ 20> 357 John. By Mrs Oliphant ............... .......... 2()> 3.58 Within the Clasp : By J Berwick Harwood ..... 2()> 359 Water-Witch, The. By J Fenimore Cooper .... 20> 360 Ropes of Sand. By R. E Francillon....... .. 20' 361 Red Rover, The. A Tale of the Sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper .................................. 20' 862 Bride of Lammermoor, The. By Sir Walter Scott 2() 363 Surgeon's Daughter. The. By Sir Walter Scott 10' 364.Castle By Sir Walter Scott ......... 10865 George Christy; or, The Fortunes of a Minstrel. By Tony Pastor .............................. 2Q\ 366 Mysterious Hunter, The; or, The Man of Death. By Capt. L C. Carleton.. .. .. .. . .. .. .. .. . .. 2()o 367 Tie and Trick. By Hawley Smart ......... .... 20 368 Southern Star, The; or, The Diamond Land. By Jules Verne ................... ................ 20' 369 Miss Bretherton. By Mrs. Humphry Ward. .. 10370 Lucy (1rofton. By Mrs: Oliphant ......... ....... 10 371 Margaret Maitland By Mrs. Oliphant .......... 20' 372 Phyllis' Probation. By the author of "His Wedded Wife" .............................. 10373 Wing and Wing. By J. Fenimore Cooper ....... 2(). 374 Dead Man's Secr et, The. By Dr. Jupiter Paeon 203;5 Ride to Khiva, A. By Capt. Fred Burnaby ...... !O 376 Crime of Christmas Day, The. By the author of "My Ducats and My Daughter" ............ 11 377 Magdalen H epburn: A Story of the Scottish Refo rmation. By lllrs Oliphant .............. 20' 878 Homeward Bound; or, The Chase. By J Feni-more (',ooper .................................. 20 379 Home as Found. (Segue! to "Homeward Bound.") By J. Fenimore Cooper ....................... 20-880 Wyandotte; or, The Hutted Knoll By J Feni-more Cooper...... . . . .. .. .. .. .. . .. .. .. 2f 381 Red Cardinal, The. By Frances Elliot .......... 10' 382 Three Sisters. By Elsa D'Esterre-K eeling ...... 10' 3&l Introduced to Society. By H a milton Ard6 ...... 10' 384 On Horseback Through Asia Minor. By Captain Fred Burnaby .... ............................. 20-385 The Headsman; or, The Abbaye des Vignerons. By J. Fenimore Cooper ..................... .. 2(). 386 Led Astray; or, "La Petite Comtesse. By Octave Feulllet .................. ............. 10 ll87 Secret of the Cliffs, The. By Charlotte French .. 20 388 Addie's Husband; or, Through Clouds to Sunshine. By the author of "Love or Lands?" .. 10 389 Ichabod. A Portrait. By Bertha Thomas.. . . 10 390 Mildred Trevanion. By "The Duchess" ....... 10 391 Heart of Mid-Lothian By Sir Walter Scott 20 8W P e veril of the Peak. By Sir Walter Scott ....... 20 393 The Pirate. By Sir Watter S cott ......... ...... 20 894 The Bravo. By J Fenimore Cooper ............ 2() 895 The Archipe lago on Fire. B y Jules V erne ...... IS 896 Robert Ord's Atonement By Rosa Nouohette Carey .......................................... 2G. 397 Li o n e l Lincoln or, The Leaguer of Boston. By J. Fenimore Cooper ................... ........ 20 398 Matt: A Tale of a Caravan. By Robert Bu chanan ........................................ 10 399 Miss Brown. By Vernon Lee ................... 91}; 400 The Wept of Wish Ton-Wish. By J. Fenimore Cooper ...

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THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. By Old Sleuth. This Number contains a Complete Story, Unchanged and Unabridged. No. 10 J SINCLE I l NUMBER.\ GEORGE MUNRO, P"C"BLISBER, Nos. 17 to Zl VANDEWATER STREET, NEW YoRK. 5 PRICE { 10 CENTS.S Vol. -I. Old Sleuth Library, Issued Weekly.-By SubscripUoa, $20 per annum. Copyrighted 1885, by George Munro .-Entered at the Post Office at New York at Second Class Rates.-July 24, 1885. Copyrighted 1873 and 1885, by George Munro The Brigands of New York. CHAPTER 1. "DON' T move or speak, or, beautiful as thou art, 1'11 plunge this knife In thy fair bosom, and bush thy voice fo1ever! lt was a man who spoke. A black mask cov ered his face to the chin. In one hand he held a dark lantern, in the other a glittering knite. He was standi ng in an elegantly tmnished bed room, beside a richly diaped conch, whereon reclined a beautiful and youthful maiden. The burglar, for such his unwarranted presence in that room, supplemented by his disguise and thre at e ning attiludo, proclaimed him, was evi dently of a different type from tho se who gen erally follow this perilous, but wicked, voca tion His clothes were of the finest material, evidently cut and titted by an artistic tradesman. His slippered feet were small and shapely -the hands which held the lantern and the murder ous knife, fair and soft; anti his voice, when he uttered the horrid threat, was not gruff, neither was his accent vul gar. Although he spoke in low, firm tones, they were soft, and sweetly modulated, For an instant he stood over tht beautiful and frightened girl. A pair of fierce eyes glittered through the mask, while the a rous ed sleepe r as though held by some terribl e fascination, gaz e d straight at them. It was a s trikin g tableau; more intensely so, because of th e fearful peril which threatened one of them. Again the burglar spoke: :Promis e me," he said, in the same low musical, bnt manly voice, "that yc.u will not make an outcry, and yo u a r e perfectly safe The room was shrouded in darkness, except. the narrow g leam of light which shot trcm the partially opened masked lamp of the speaker. There was an instant's silence. At len!?th the lips of the m a id en moved, but her lip s only, the balance other form remained as rigid as though froz e n in lleath. She said: Why have you come here? What is it you want?" "Ttat which you can most r eadily spare," replied the robber. "You are ri ch, I am poor. 1 want your jewels; where are they?" "How do you know that l have any jewels?" I saw them g littering in all their splendor upon your person, less than two hours ago." Ey OLD SLE'U'T::S::. Then you were present in this house as one of m y uncle 's g uests?!' "Yes." What terrible need has driven you to at tempt Ille commisf!ion ot such a terrible crime as midnight robbery, and threat e ned murder?" Under orainary circumstances, Miss Dulay, l would esteem it a privilege to argue motiv es and causes. Ae it is, time pres&ea. Have I your promise?" One quP.Stion. ls it a momentary need which driv es you to the commission o f thi s dreadtul crime?" "Why do you ask?" Because, it it is, J will save you from y o urselt." "Row?" By making you a present ot my jewels." For a moment the burglar made no reply .A. sl i g ht quiver of emotion trembled over his fnune. At l e ngth he said: "You are an angel-but 1 can not accept them as a gift. Were this my first crime, 1 would think th at Beaven h ad interposed to res cue me from a life of villainy. Miss Dulay, I can not wipe out th e past-I have been a thief from my boyhood." "Oh God!" murmured the fair girl, as her beautilul eyes were dimmed with tears, would to Heaven th i s had been your first c1irue, and that I could have saved you I" Rad I seen you Adele Dulay, before 1 be came a c rimin al, a thought ot crime would n ever have e nt e r ed my head. But save your sympa thy-for once I'll speak the truth. 1 am a th orough At present, my needs are desperate. Were they a thou sa nd limes niore so, I would not steal yo ur jewels, if I di
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4 THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. glance convinced him of her condition. In stinctively he seized a bottle which stood upon the stand beside her, sprinkled a portion ot its contents upon her fece; then cast the bottle upon the bed; turned oft the gas; sprung across the room; seized the ca8ket, and made for the door; but ere he put his hand upon the knob, it flew open, anti the outlines ot a mall were re vealed. For an instant, the robber recoiled, then quickly sprung forward. An arm rose 11nd tell with a rapid motion; a deep groan burst as though from suffering lips, and was succeeded by a heavy fall. 1 would have avoided this, but must not be taken!" exctaimed the burglar, as he leaped over the prostrate and writhing form which had fallen across the doorway, partly into the room, passed along the hall, and glided swiftly down the stairs, as a succession of fearful shrieks echoed in his rear. "Well, have it your own way; the gems are "l guess that was the reason she screamed. beautiful, ain't they?" She lit the suddenly, and as I turned quick" Yes; but did you tell me the truth about ly, the mask was partly jerked oft of my face their former owner? Was she beautitul, loo?" lor an instant, and, probably, she recognized "Yes, as these gems are proportionately more me." beautiful than glass Imitations, the dear girl And you are liable to be arrested al any that gave them to me is more beautitul than moment?" you." No, 1 ain't." "She is, is she?" and as Lottie spoke she "Why not?'' dashed the costly necklace spitefully upon the "Because she was the only one that saw my Jioor, and added, with a low, hissing utterance: face." "That praise from you will coat her her life!" "Then she will be the one to describe your Oh I l guess not," replied Tom, carelessly. appearance." "You're a fool!" "Never! she would die first." "No, l am not a fool In the way you mean. There's something mysterious about this, l was a fool once when 1 allowed you to beguile Tom." me from a home of Innocence, and make me the "Yes, there is, sis; and this mystery is your wife of a criminal; and l'm a fool for still lovhusband's salvation. But 1'11 change the color ing that criminal, afterdiacovering that his love of my skin, and not show myself for .iwhile, for me had died out But 1 do love him, and 1 only after dark, so as to be on the safe side." tell you, Tom, my Jove is so illtense that l We can raise money enough on these to fly would take your life, or that of a rival's, 11nd somewhere el11e." CHAPTER IL glory in the dt:edl" "No, r o, Lottie, New York's the best place THE light of day was just streaking the east" Well, well, Lottie, we've had enough of in the world for a thief, if he has ern horizon, when a young man, about thhty romancing. I've got no idea of going back on money. The cash we can litt on the gems will years of age, st epped oft the tront platform of you. 1 never saw the owner of thest1 gemR beraise me enough to have the tools made for the an Eighth Avenue car, and passed down one of fore to-night; and when she first saw me, it was gang. 11 we .llave good luck when we skip to the uptown streets that cross the city trom river when she wakened out of a sleep, and I was the other side of the At I antic, we'll have enough to river. Proceeding to about the middle of standing over her, with a dark-lantern in one to settle down. Diet you see any of the gang the block, he turned and passed up the stoop of han(l, and a knife in the other, telling her that yesterday?" one ol a row or handsome houses, produced a if she moved or spoke l'd plunge {be kn ife in "Yes; I saw Nevins." night key, admitted himself, and spee(ling lighther bosom. Those were not honeyed words of "What did he have to say?" / ly up the stni1s to the second floor, passed to flattery, neither was my attitude and position "He wanted lo borrow a fiver. He said he'd the front-room door, and enter"d without ooe to inspire love. I stole the gems, Lottie, al-been living on free lunches for a week." knocking. As he closed the dour behind him, though the maid would have them to me, "1 suppose so. Well, we"Jl fare beli er-we' ll a slight rustling was heard upon an elegantly piously thinking it wus my first crime. But, have our breakfast sent up this morning. Yon carved bedstead, and a female voice inquired, ha, ha ha! old gal, you and 1 know better. can tell old friz curls that the draft came to drowsily: There isn't a hair of my bead that isn't a reco1d hand yesterday, and 11s soon as 1 cau get it "ld that you, 'fom?" ot some piece of villainy, so don'! you get jealcashed, 1'11 pay her that little bagatelle. Come, .. Yes; who else would it be?" was the fm-ous. Things are all right." pay visit, Lottie. l'm getting hung r y." patient ieply; and stepping to the window, the "Tom, you are an awful vlllain. But all the As the woman left the room, Tom took oft last speaker raised llie heavy crimson curtains, acts ot your lite combined, would not be as vilhis coat, and threw himselt upon the b eet, ancl and let in the morning light. 'J:he room was lainous as your desertion of me!" lay then: looking up toward the ceiling, with handsomely furnished, but it was evident that "That's so sis but that ain't a brace' I'm his eyes wide open, but with an intelligent ex the genius of order did not preside there 'laying out' 'tor yet; you and 1 are too useful pression, as though revolving something in his Everything was about in confusion. to each other to tug on opposite ends of a lifemind. While be lies there, we judge it a good Several elegant dresses were thrown over as line." opportunity to make our readers ncquaintctl many chairs, and everything betokened careless We're an odd pair, Tom, at best; and l with his personal appearance. extravagance shouldn't wonder if there was a special hell for Tom Redway was a remarkably hand s ome As the man raised the window shade, the ocus." man. Nature had not cast bis face in the mo l d cupant of the btid, whom the light just admitted "1 suppose so; but we pay our debts, if we ot a criminal: but on the contrary, his fine, showed to be a handsome women, with delicate do steal the montiy to do it with, don't we? well-cut features were illuminated by 11 pnir of and refined, but dissipated features, rose to a How about the old friz curls down stairs? Did handsome blue eyes, whose ordinary expression sitting posture, and said: she make another assault on you after your was kindly and pleasant, yet when excite\! or "What luck, Tom? did you make a raise?" promenade yesterday atternoon?" maddened, they became perfectly lurid, and "Did y ou ever know me to faili Look at "You bet she did; and she's a shrewder old fairly with a fierce light. His hair was this." He thrust bis hand inti) the inner pocket woman than we gave her credit for. She ona genuine au'bmn. His stature not lar ge, )rnt of his coat, and drew forth an elegant casket, masked her tongue batteries Inst night, and lithe and well-knit, and as vigorous and e l astic raised the lid, took from it a necklace, which talked about s windlers and police." as whip-cord. He wore a heavy mustache of glittered and sparkled with rarest gems, and "Well, eight hundred dollars ls a pretty big a color a shade between a sandy end blonde; holding it up before the woman's face, he conbill to stand the old woman up on, and we'll while a short, fine crop ot side whiskers, a tinued: have to raise the lead on these baubles to day, shade darker than his mustache, ornamented Wba( do you think of that for a raise?" and square up with her. 1 don't want to change the side of his face. His complexion was clear An exclamation of surprise and delight burst our quarters just now, and 1 clon't want to bring and healthy; for, villain as he was, he was not from t he woman's lips as she reached forth her these man-bunters on my tr3.ck." a debauchee, nor an immoderate drinker. On the band to take it, and said: The foregoing conversation bad been carried contrary, he was peculiarly abstemious. '\'(ithal, "Ain't 1t beautiful! it's worth thousand3J on in a low tone During the latter part of it, he was a man of striking appearance, and pos-Tom, you're a brick to bring me such a piesthe woman bad risen from the bed and robed sessed personal peculiarities which individual-ent as this." herself. As Tom gave utterance to the last reized him to a remarkable degree. Present, Lottie! l guess you re sick to think mark, she was stepping by him to go toward the For some time after the departure of his wift1, l could afford to make you such a present as mirror, when sbe sloppP.d suddenly and exhe lay quietly thinking ; but at length muttered that. No, no, birdie, it came from one uncle, claimed, while a deathly pallor overspread her audibly: an1l it's going to ano ther in exchange for a little countenance: "Yes, it Is strange, but 1 suppose it is another ready duplex, as soon as l can get it there safe"Why, Tom, there's blood on you!" of these mysteries which have before come ly." It would be strange it there wasn't," re across my career. In tact, my whole life bus "lt came from one uncle; what do you plied Tom, coolly. been a mystery. 1 am a myster v to myself. l mean?" For an in s tant Lottie stood and gazed at him; guess lam a kind of animal. It doesn t seem "I saw it upon a lady's neck l ast niJht. l then she said slowly: to me as though 1 belonged to the human family was present 11t her uncle's house-a man who "The price of these, then, was blood! Whose at all. l! 1 am human, 1 only resemble my spe could well afl:ord to buy a dozen like it for his was it-the young girl's?" cies in my love for enjoyment and ease. 1 niece, if be wanted to. Atter the party the fair "No; the girl promised not to scream. She know 1 have no conscience, for l never bad but niece m'lde me a pri::sent of it." broke her promise, and the 'i'l'ay of escape was one regret, and that was connected witb my sis.A.a angry flush mantl ed the woman's pale barred by the form of a man. 1 couldn't be tr.r; and it s strange what a singular effect the features, and a wicked glitter brightened her captured, and I bad no time for a strug1'le. I looks and voice of that Adele Dutay bad upon eyes, as she said, sneeringly plunged my knife in his hEart, leaped over his me. There is a resemblan('.e, and yet she i s far "Some bony, parchment-skinned old maid s truggling body and escaped amidst the t e rror more beautiful than my sister was. Well, well, wore this, then; and you, instead of stealing it, and shrieks of the other Inmates of the house." 1 can't help it. Fate fixed my birth and superlike a man, beguiled it trom her with honeyetl "Then we ought to tty-we're liable to be intended my education-Fate fix my words of flattery. I thought you a gay run down!" death; 1 repudiate all responsibility." brigand, not a sneak." ".No, we're sate enough; my tracks are well At this instant, Lottie re-entered the room "A scrawny old maid, was she?" repli e d covered." "What did she say, Lottie?" Tom, with a tantalizing laugh; if she was an You intimated that there was a party there, She don't put much faith in the draft stm ), <>ld you must be a grandmother; if l'm a and you mingled with the guests?" but our breakfast will be up shortly; but no judge, she was not more than eighteen, and 1 "Yes." money, no supper, I guess is her last resolve." know you're twenty-eight. And as to parch "You saM I.bat young lady promised not to "Well, Miss Strongnerves, I guess we can ment skin, pshaw! yours at infancy was coarse scream, and broke her promise?" manage the money; but yon must strike a and tough compared to what hers is now." "Yes." strange pawnbroker. Visit one ot your uncles "You're lying now, Tom; you want to tan"Well, maybe the reason she screamed was whom you have never seen before; and 11s to talize me, buL you can not do it. No young and because she caught a glimpse of your face, and the tale you are to tell him, 1 will leave that to beautiful girl would be deceived by such a reco7nlzed you as one of the guests of the evenyou. You are a better romancist than l.'' tongue as yours." ing? Two hours later, Lottie Redway, with the Entered according to Aot o/ Oongrua, tn the 11ear 1873 and 1885, bl/ GBOBGB M1711110, tn the OJ!lce of the Librarian o/ Oongrua, Washington, D. C.

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THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. 5 jewels in her pDssession, issued forth to visit several "uncles," ae her husband called them, little dreaming that at one of the pawnshops she was to meet the Nemesis who in the end would run her and her handsome but villainous husband to the death. CHAPTEH lll. "WE don't take anything in as valuable as this, lady," whispered the pawnbroker, under his breath, to a heavily veiled lady who stood in one of the booths partitioned oJl from the rest ot the office. 1 want to enter these under special con tract," replied the veiled woman, in a low, guarded tone of voice. The dark, handsome face of the money-lender was turned partly away, as he gave her a sig nificant wink, and, by a voiceless motion of his lips, attempted to convey a signal to her; and In an instant he had the satisfaction ot knowing that his warning had been understood. In a loud tone, the woman remarked: I thought it was customary to advance twenty-five dollars. This rin g is worth a hun dred, at least, and twenty.five is all I require." While speaking, she had slipped a ring from ber finge r, and held it toward the money-lender ; at the same time she concealed the costly diamond necklace which she had pre viously tendered him. "Well, if you only want twenty-five dollars, I guess 1 can accommodate you. I thought you wanted more." Taking the ring from her hand, the pawn broker pussed behind the counter in the hont of his shop, and openly exlimined the ring, pre tending not to be aware that a pair of calm, gray eyes, belonging to a fine looking young man who stood in the outer office, was watch ing every movement. But this seemiug indif ference was all assumed. The money:broker at a g!Ance had recognized the official character of the young man, upon ot>serving him enter, al the very moment the veiled lady exposed the costly jewels; and that was the re11son he turned so suddenly and conveyed the pantomimic sig nal-and it was also the r eason ot his present ostentatious examination of the comparatively valueless ring. He knew thtieyes of the detect ive were upon him-he had shrewdly guessed upon thP. instant that the oflicer was upon the track of the veiled lady; a nti there were many reaions why he wished to throw him off the track. Firstly, personal satety was a motive; he would not, even for !lie value ot the jewels, have them discovered in his possession. Sec ondly, he knew that his timely warning would enable him to drive a far t>etter bargain upon some future occasion, if the woman was suc cessful in eludin.11. the detective. I c:ucss thats a genuine stone," rem arked the money-lender, h'.olding tile ring toward the officer. "Yes," replied t he detective, dryly, as he held it up to the light. "I think I'd be safe in advancing twenty-five on thll t ?" The detective paid no attention to this last re mark ot the money hroker, but leaned over care lessly upon the counter, then fastening his clear, gray eye upon him, he anid in a low whis per : "Do you know that woman, .!\'.loss?" and he pointed toward the booth where the veiled lady still remained Moss nodded his head and winked knowing ly, seemingly implying: "Yes, J know her, that's all right." "Who is she?" inquired the officer, in the same low tone. "l will tell you after she s gone," whispered Moss, who, during the foregoing oriet colloquy, had made out the duplicate pawn-tickets, and was now counting out the amount of the loan. "1 don't mean her to go just yet. I wish to have a little talk with her." The pawnbroker beckoned to the officer to come toward the front ot the store and reach in g over and placing his mouth close to the other's ear, he said: "That le th e wife of --, naming a prom!. nent and influential politician. t Do you know that to be a fact, Mose?" "Upon my honor. I assure you, I know that is Mrs. --. 'l he detective appeared lost in thought for a moment, but said at length: Didn't she ofier you something else at first, instead of that ring?" "No, she only offered me the ring." Why dicl you tell her then that you didn t take in things of such value, just as 1 came in the door ? l know you take in articles of more value than that every day." I said that because 1 wanted to get rid of her; she's a hard customer to cessity for me to remove my veil; we can transact our business just as well with rny identity conceliled." "No, 1 must know who I deal with." "Very well, then," said the woman, rising, "if those me your conditions, I must go to rnme one who is not so exacting. Return me the necklace." The pawnbroker swilcd sardonically, as he saicl, in slow, deliberate tones: Can you afford the risk?" The risk ot what?" 1 know the history of this necklace-it was stolen from the house of General Ducay by the man who murdered him. You were' piped' to this place-the smartest detective in New York had his eye upon you when l gave you the nal, down-stairs I bluffed him "Well, what that got lo do with it?" re plied the woman, coolly. If we can't deal 1 can go to those \vho will." 1 "But 1 can't let you leave this house with, this necklace on your person." "You can't! why?" "Because that detective isn t bluffed entirely -he'll shadow you when you leave thi!r!llace1 and if this thing is found on you, it'll liring; me into the snap." "There's something in that-still I don't Me" the necessity of your seeing my tace. " Then we can't make a bargain." Very well; return the necklace." "l told you once why l couldn't do thatyom own safety demands that you should leave it here, for the present, at least." For a moment the woman tapped with her foot upon the floor then suddenly removing her veil, disclosed the pale features of Lottie Red way, as she exclaimed: "'I here, will that satisfy you!" "1 never saw you before," said the pawn. broker. I know it, and that is why I objected to re move my veil. It wasn't necessary that we should be acquainted to understand each other. You are a rascal, and I am a thief's wife, this ought to enable to do busine!!s." l'rr.. a rascal, am l? Well, I'll take thai from a woman: but whose wife are you?" "You are making fresh conditions." No, 1 only asktid out of mere curiosity; and now to business. Why didn't you take these stones out, and avoid the risk of carrying the necklace without destroying its identity!" Because I expected to deal with a thief who wouldn't ask any questions. rhe s!ones show their value better in their original setting." "How much money do you want for this thing?" inquired the pawnbroker. How much will you give?" I am taking long chances. I will give one thousand dollars." Why, you fooll any two of these stones are worth m:>re than that." "Yes, but the man wasmu1de1ed from whom they were stolen. I would not buy them at uny price if that detective was not Wfiting for you outside of the door." "That detective being outside won't induce me to take a penny less than the amount I want." "Bow much do you want?" "Four thousand dollars I and that ain't a third ot its value "I'll give you two." I want four." I can't give a pen ny more than two." Then return the necklace." "You forget th e detective outside." "No, 1 don't; I'll take my chn11ce with him -I have dealt with detectives before. "You can't have this necklace." lint l will have it." I'll call in the officer, and hand both you and the necklace over to his charge," said Moss, coolly. "Will you?" hissed Lottie; aod us she spoke, she drew a small, silver-mounted pistol from her dress pocket, quietly cocked it, and added: "When that detective comes in here, he'll ar rest me for two murders in stead of one!" What l 1'. ou wouldn't shoot? cried the pawnbroker, s tepping back, his tace blanched with terror. Yes, I will shoot in a second, if you don't hand back that necklace This nin't r he first time Tom Red way's wife has had dealings with a kid like you." "'fom Red way's 1vi!el" muttered the pawn broker, hoarsely; "'.!'om Redway, the forger the coiner-the murderer-the man without a human heart l" "That's th e man-you've described him ex actly." Here, madam, take your necklace, and be gone. 1 don t want anything that ever belonged to that man "Very well, I'll get the money somewhere else, but I suppose, now, you'll go and g ive Tom away, tind take a 'rake' in the reward that will soon be oflered ?" "No, I won't; l'll tell you the truth, l don't want anythin,g to <.lo with Redway, dead or alive; he's the boss of the Brigands of New l'.ork." "1'.es; and you know the oath that binds the Brigands together. If anything happens to Tom, there'll be twenty knives searching for

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6 THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. your heart!" and as Lottie spoke, she concealed the necklace, passed out ot the room, down the stairs, through the shop, stepped boldly out upon the sidewi lk, and proceeded up the street, expecting every moment to feel the touch of the detective s hand upon her shoulder. CHAP'l'ER IV. ADELE DuTAY sat alone in her room, a pict lJre of miRery and despair. h the parlor beneath her, reposed in i. costly t:asket the rigid remains of her murdered uncle, who, since her early infancy, had been her :guardian and truest friend. There was a mystery t'onnected with Adele's birth, with which herself was unacquainted. At times a weird suspic ion had crossed her mind, and she had, frequam, and fell back insensible The maid rushed to the assistance of her mistress, exclaiming: "Merciful heavens! what have I done?" while the two office1s of the law exchanged sig nificant end satisfied glances. Detectives are patient men. Patience is their best capital. They knew they had a clew-a faint, a very faint ray of light had glimmered upon the truth. Leaving Adele to the care of her mind they quietly withdrew, but their countenances clearly said, Here is a great mystery, and we have accidently found the key to unravel it." Thus General Dutay had been prepared for the grave. The hour for the funeral had been fixed, and Adele sat alone as described in the opening paragraph of this chapter, lost in sorrowful reflection. 'rhere a tap at her room door. She knew the knock, and hid the person enter "Miss Adele," sa!d her maid, as she came into the room, "Ec!gar Hall is below iu the par !or, ane me, since what directed me to inform you tllat he was here." bas occurred when the little clock upon my "What shall l, what can 1 do?" murmured mantel, night b efore last, chimed three, and no Adele. ears heard it but yours and mine?" "Miss Adele," said the maid," ifl were you, "Why, Adele!" exclaimed Bdgar, "poor Though still unsatisfied, Adele had never dared to approach the subject again, nor had she ever inquired bow he had provided for the posthumous unraveling ot the mystery. But litlle waM t.nown ot the previous history of General Dutay by his friends and acquaintances in New York. if 1 may be so bold to advise, I wouM s ee him, dear girl! this shock has aftected your reason; or 1 believe Mr. Hall will go mad. 1 never saw and the eyes of love, such as mine, have been such a change in a appea ran ce be-the first to discover it. So much more the fore in so short a tioe." reason why r should not have been k ept from "No, Fanny, 1 C!LD not, I will not see him." yom side. Try to think, darling. Try to re Shall 1 go and tell him that you are sick member who you are addressing. Recall those and can not see anybody?" fearful words. Tell me that you did not know Sixteen years previous to his tragic death by the hand ot a midnight assassin, he bad arrived in New York, and subsequently informed the new acquaintances that he made in America, that he came from Paris. Hinted, furthermore, that he was a political refugee; the beautiful child ot tl'lo years that' he brought with him, be said, was his niece. lt soon becll.me kno\\ n that hjl was a man ot wealth. He b10ught large "No; this matter must be settled at once. what you were doing when you penned thse Wait a moment, 1 will send a note." lines!" and Edgar advanced toward her with Edgar Ball pace::d to and tro excitedly across the paper extended in his hand. But she re the parlor floor. Re was a hnndsome man, apcoiled trom him with a look of honor upon her parently between twenty-eight and thirty years face, as though she had discovered a elimy serot age and outwardly bore the appearance of pent wound in the deadly coil, just ready to being a refined and cultured gentleman. His ex-spring upon her. sums with him from France; these he invested judiciously, r.nd at the time of his death, Jett an estate worth millions. From the moment that Adele had recovered from the unconsciousness into which she was thrown, upon the startling recognition of the midnight robber, and fully realized the terrible tragedy which had occurred, she had hardly spoken a word. She appeared like one stricken dumb. All her senses seemed paralyzed by hor ror. Frienas and neighbors were lluickly sum moned. The murdered form of General Dulay cited walk was interrupted by the entrance of "Back! hack!" she exclaimed. "Don't ap F imuy, who handed him a missive. Proceeding proach me! 1 would rather again awake and to the window, for the stately parlor ot the behold you .standing over me with your mnr llouse whose torme::r master lay rigid and cold in derous knife, than have you come nearer with the adjoining room, was dart;: and somber, he such subtle simulation of innocence upon your drew up the shade and glanced at the note. A villainous face!" few words only were traced on the snowy pa"Oh, God I what shall l 110?" exclaimed per. the young man, as lie slopped, and stood gazing upon her with a look ot uatlisguised bewilder ment. EDGAR,-! recognized you last night in spite ot your disguise. We must never meet again. lf you are not wholly a fiend, never seek my_ presence. "ADELE. was borne to his dressing-room.The police au-The handsome tace of the gentleman assumed thorities were notified, and while friendly hands an ashen hue. He steppEtl back hom the winwere preparing the millionaire for the grave, dow, and adva need toward the maid, excla imthe shrewdest detectives upon the Metropolitan ing: force were investigating the circumstances "What terrible mystery is this? why have which Jed lo the trag<>dy. From Adele they you brought me snch a note? why did you not otyped my poor Adele of reason? and is this the illrnply: ness that you feared to make known to me?" "1 kuow nothing about it; 1 awoke to con"Miss Dulay h as not lost her reason. l know sciousness only to find poor uncle nothing of the contents ot tl.Je note you have This undeviating reply was not satisfactory just read, but. when she penned it she was as to the keen officers. They resorted to ev e ry de calm and r e asonable as 1 am at this moment." vice to extort something from her, but failed, '' Dare you tell me that Miss Dutay knew anti probably would never have discovered the what she was rtoing when she wrote these lines? slig-hlest clew, had it not been for the merest ac-I know you are not telling me the truth." cideat. "Sir, I have told yon the truth, and l do not During the examiuatt on, Adele's maid was in understand your present excitem e nt. H you the room 'l'he latter loved h e r young mistress, wish me lo convey a message to Miss Dutay, I and was aano.1ed and angry at se e in g her subwill do so." jected to such an evidently distressing cross-ex"Yes, l do wish you to convey a message to aminalion. Miss Dutay; tell her, that before l rec e ived this, The officers had been as tender and delicate one word from herself directly would h a ve re as possible altllough their questions were many liev e d my anxiety on her account, bnt that since and skillfully put. At length, completely receiving this note, 1 insi s t that she graut me an baffled, they turned away, when one of them, interview, if only for a moment. Either bear appa1ently struck by a sudden thoHght, was this message back to her, or else confess that about to renew his questioning. The maid she is not respQnsible tor what she does." wishing to save h e r young mi s tress further an_ 1 will bear your message." noyance by changing the subject, exclaimed What did he say when he read the note?" suddenly, as her eye fell upon her lady's dress-inquired Adele upon the re-entrance ot Fanny. ing case: "His face, miss, became as white as a ghost, "Why, Miss Adele where is your casket of and he rushed toward me franticrtlly exr.Jii.im jewelM? 1 placed it upon your dres s ing-table iag what mystery is this? why did you not t\le last thing la.st night when yo11 retired!" tell me that this terrible s hock hac: bereft Miss "Do?" replied Adele. Go hence, repent, and reform. Though they kill me, they shall not wring the secret from nil'. Personally, you are safe; but, oh, God 1 can there be any hope tor your soul?" Upon hearing these strange words, coh eren t, yet so terribly suggestive, Edgar muttered; "Would that 1 had a mother or sister that. I could send to her! How blind her se1vants must be not to have recognized her condi.ion!" "So you would like to brand me as imane?" exclaimed Ade le. I doubt not that since you have discovered that l am poEsessed of your se cret, you would not hesitate at a more cruel de vice than this to make your personal safety doubly sure. " Come. demest, I will humor your whim. l will admit that this great trou':lle has not disturbed your reason at all. Now tell mil what secret of mine do you possess?" "Would "l woulct." "Thea come with me;" and Adele passed out ot the room._ followed by 1!:dgar. Crossing the tall, and opening the library door she dis c losed to view the splendill casket which held the remains of General Dulay. Addressing the colored attendant, &he snicl: "You may leave for the present; 1 would ue alone with the body of my dear uncle." When the door closed behind the servant, Arlele advanced to tne head of the coffin, and motioned Edgar to a pproach. Pointing to the rigid face, she said: Can you look al that face, and ask me what secret 1 pos sess of yours?"' An expres1ion of awe rested upon Edgar'.s face, as he replied: 0 I can."

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I THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. 7 Still pointing to the face of the dead, Adele -said: That man was murdered." "Great Heavens! Adele, what has that to do -with the secre t?" Yo11 can s till preserve that lo ok of ianocc.>nce. When the ga s was turned on in my xoom, a few moments betore my unc le's death, 1the robber turned suddenly, hi s mask for an in ,stant was jerked as ide, and 1 ca ught a glimpse ot his face. Well, too well, 1 knew those feat1ures-tht Y :were as indelibly imprinted upon my heart as the outlines of yon deai, dead tace.'' "Adelel Adele! speak! What te1rible thing is this which you suggest? Bane or i!:1sane, 1 darling, tell me what you m ean I" 1 mean," exclaimed Adele, as she shook lher finger at him warningly, and her eyes ;glowed with excitement, that yours were the -features I recognized behind the mask! Yoii, :voii, Edgar Hall, me that dem okl man's mU1aerer !" UHAP'l'ER V. "ExcusE me, madam, but I would liKe to 'speak to you a moment." These words were addressed ton veiled lady by a well dressed, athletic young man, with 'stern blue eyes, as he gently tapped her upon the shoulder, upon a retiretl up-towu street. flow dare you address me, sir?" exclaimed the womnn, indignantly, as she slopped and .turned suddenly. l am sorry lo be under the necessity of doing so, madam, anci 1 assure you that I have .110 intention ot being rude; but 1 think I have seen you betore. lf 1 am mistaken, you will 'P lease accept my apologi es and forget that 1 -did so." If you think you have seen me before, you are mistaken: and unless you immedia tely pro ceed about your busineJs, 1 shall 8Cream tor help, and have you taken in charge by a policel man." "Then scream," said the man coolly, 1 guess my excuse will prove sat istactory. The r e was an instant's silence; the veiled woman made oo attempt to scream though so 'tauntingly invited to do so. At len gth she said : Where do you think you have seen me be -tore, and under what circumstances?" "1 think 1 saw yon at Moss's pawn-office, 'and you were trying to pawn a diamo!!rl neckace." You impudent rascal! now 1 will scream!" .exclaimed the woman. Scream away!" replied the man; "but I am ,,goin g to see your face if you halloo yourself boars(!'' Still the woman did not scream, but on the ..contrnry she said, meekly: "Are you a detective officer? " Yes, madam, 1 am a detective officer." "What do you suspect me ot doing, or havJng in my possession?" "1 will tell you, madam, afte r I have had a look at your face; you may not be the person l .am lookin g tor at all." The n why have you been following me for Lthe lnst hour?" "So you knew all the lime thatl was follow i ng you, e h?" '"Yes. "I thought s o ; the way you don bled led me t(\ think so from the first." The detective officer was still cautious. He had a lurking dread thAt, alter nil, the pawn. b rok e r might have told him the truth, and that there were go od reasons why the htcty might .really be the person: whom M.oss had 1epre sented her to t>e, and still l111ve a wish to avoid recognition by a d etec tive thollgh mno cen t of -:any actual crime. Shame at being seeu in such ..a place as a loan office would be a satisf9 cto ry .motive fo r avoiding recognition. Yes, 1 knew that you were tollowing me," said the woman, after a moment's s ilen ce; "and 1 walked aronDll in hopes that I might meet my husband; if 1 h ad you would have been careful next time who vou followed." The officer started: this last remark went far t o confirm Moss's s tory The woman, who was .eyin g him intently, was quick to ohserve that her last words had startled him, and she determinecl a t once to follow up her advnntage. My husbanct has business in the neighbor hood, and 1 was hopin g and prnying all thri tim e that 1 would m eet him, and then yo u would le mystery here-;-some tearful mys remove my veil." tery! At present 1 dare not think, u e ither wil! "Nor is my business such, madam, that 1 I attempt to explain it, until after the solemn can tell it. ' duties of the burial arn over, and you have had "Then 1 mus t bid you g oo:i-day, and go tim e to recover s o m e what from rhe shock and about my business." misery of the present moment. Oh, God I that "Not until I have seen your face!" 1 should have to do it! but, Adele, Adele, I "Row are you to see H, it 1 refuse to disKnow that you will forgive me-tlmt you wi'.l close it?" not withdraw your lov e from me! 1 have a ter l will arrest you." rible story of misfortune to tell-I nm not re" Arrest mer" sponsible for my present position, but believA "1 certainly will, on susp1c1on. My object me, when 1 h ave confessed everything, you will is of sufficient importance to risk a possible misnot !ind it in your heart to cast me oft! Sus-take." p e ud judgment, Adele, until you see me again. "1 think you have threatened enough. 1 When yon have heard my story, you will pity shall leave you-place your h and on me at your and forgive me!" peril!" Arlele gazed at him with a look of stern scorn ''My duty and your obstinacy compel me to as he witlldrew from the room. Wh e n he had adopt decided measures !?One, slle dropped upon her knees beside the As the detective spoke, he seized her by the coffin, and wept, murmuring b e tween her sobs: shoulder nnd tore her veil aside. For an in stant Oh, uncl.i, uncle I would that 1 could be only he caught a g limpse ot her pale, d e t erlaid beside the e and find peace in the grave." mined fef\tures-the n ex t, a dull thud was "' * beard, the faithful officer relaxed bis grasp upon The solemn funeral pageant was over 'Ihe her shoulder and h e r veil, staggered bRck, for many friends ot General Dulay had accompan an instant swayed to f\nd fro, then fell upon ied his remains to the grave, and all was over the sidewalk, the b lood gushing from a fearful Frien1s ot the fa mily baa urge d Adele to ac wound on the side or nis head company them to their homes, but she had de" That fixes you! muttered Lotti e Redway, clin ed every kind ofter, and remained iu the as she glided swiftly away. "lt was ll wise splendid house where s he was now sole mis precaution when 'fom armed me with a billy, tre ss, alone with her servants and the compan and taught me how to use it." ionship of one friend, an elderly widow l a dy, who lrnd insisted upon remaining with her CHAPTER VI. UPON hearing Adele's terriblt1 words, Yoii I YOU were that old man's murderer!" Edga r Ball recoiled with a look upon his fac e ot un disguised horror and amazement. What teartul words, Adele; what words a re these?" Edgar flail, dare you look me in the eye, and den.:1 that you are an acknowledged thiefa mnr;.lcrer?" Yes, Ade l e, and I dare plead that my tongue might be paralyzed if 1 do not speak the truth when 1 say tha t 1 am astounded by your language-that 1 am not conscious or eve r hav ing committed a dishonorabte action in my whole life, let a lone earning the epithets of thiet and ass11ssin I" "J.\llr. Hall, our interview must terminate. Had 1 be e n told, or had 1 rearl that such bare faced audacity existed, I would not bave be lieved it possible. You ask m e tor an explana tion; as a mattH of form I will give 1t; but. think not for a moment that your simulation of innocence and has me in the least. I have had imprinted upon my heart and memory every lin e and expression of your coun tenance. I know your face better than any oth e r earthly one. You recoll ect that less than a week ago you claimed to be offended wilb me. A seeming quarrel was a nov elty I had never quarreled with any one b e fore in my life lt was a mere whim. my npparent coldness. When 1 sa IV you in this house among the throng it was my intention to-" When you saw me in this house the oth e r evening Adele, 1 have n o t set eyes upon you sioce that afternoon WP. parted in seeming an ge r!" "Dare you pretend to say that you were not present here ni ght before last?". "I was not!" 1 ca n prov" that yo u were, by a dozen of our mutua l acquaintances!" "\Veil, assum ing that l was here, proceed." During tile whole ev-ening yon acted toward me as a total stranger. 1t you intende d to pun ish me, you succeeded, your cool indifteren ce, you r well-acted behavior, as though l were a total stran ge r, filled with sorrow. That sarue night, a t ter I had r e tired l was suddenly aroused, and beheld a masked figure stand in g over me with a murderous knife. In dis guised tones 1 was threatened with death it 1 made an outcry. By a stratagem I s uc ceerled in turning on the gas, then 1 recognized you. Your change of dress disguised your form, but 1 saw your face and faintetl. When I returned to consciousness, the first object that I r ecog niz e d was the bleeding form ot my poor uncl e -he never spoke trom the moment the kni fe pierced his heart. Later. when alone, 1 rashly took a solenm vow that I would never betray the murderer. You can well g uess why; and Upon the day following the funeral, the sorrowing g irl was summoned to the parlor to meet; two gen tlemen. They were the deteC'tives. They had waited patiently tor the l as t rites to be per tormP.d to the dead, and now they had come to work up the clew whi c h the maid had so oppor tunely rurnished bv he1 in.::iuiry for the missing jewels. The mm der of General Dutay was al re ady classed among the m!\jly trngedies which time anti time again had startled the commun ity. The tearful mystery which shrouded the case, added zest to popular curiosity, and tor weeks it was lik e ly to prove the absorbing topic ot conversation and th e theme of the leading editorial thunders of the press. Arlele's inexperience had led her to hope that the detectives had been baffle d and that after a speculation and inquiry would cease, and that the memory of the terrible aftair would gradually tlrift away, and only be occasionally alludect to with others of its kind, consequently her surprise and trepidation were excessive upon re cog nizing h e r two visitors. One of the detectives, upon her entrance, im mediately rose and said: Miss Dulay, we are sorry to barrow your feelings by recurrin g to the dreadful misfort une which has overtaken you, but public safety, anrl the demands of justice require that we should not leave a stone unturned to dis cover General Dutay's You, above all ot.hers, ou ght to be "illing to ass ist us, as far as you can. 'Yon had a val u a hl e diamond ne c 1dace, it was stolen by the assassin." "How ctid you find this out?" inquired Adele ionocently We have discovered even more th a n this, Miss l>utay: have got upon tb e track or the necklace and hope soon to h ave the assassin in our giasp." Oh, God I i& it possible?" murmured Adele. For r easo ns of their own the officer s paid no apparent attention to her exclamation, although each r emark confirmed th e susp i c ion that, for some unacco untohl e r eason the niece was try in g to screen the murdere r of h e r uncle Will you furnish us a description of the necklnce?" Adele complied with their request, and de scribed the jewels am! their setti n g "Now ans"ver me on e more 11uestion, if you please. W e know that the assassin was in your hedr oo m ; were you awakened by him before the murder?" "1 was." Did you see him s uffici ently to he able to describe hi s personal appearance at all?" There was a moa:ent's pause. Adele trem. bled with nervous agitation. At len gth she an swered: "No; the moment 1 reco g nized him, I fainted." .. The moment you r ecog nized him?" said the officer, quickly. "Then you know who the assassin was?"

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8 THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. Again there was a pause. It flashed ov.er Adele'8 mind that she had inadvertently used the worcl recoi.tnized." There was an in ward etru ggle between her desire to confess tlle truth and Iler wish to screen the guilty Fina lly she said, resolutely : "You misunderstood me; I should have said I fainted the moment l saw a person in the room." "Can't you give us the least idea of his oppearauce-whetherhe was a large orsmall man, stout or slender?" l can not assist you at all." Have you any idea ot the time when you ;vere awakened? Did the person in your room /'Jea,1 any resemblance to any of the who were in your uucle s parlo r s a few hours pre vious to the murder?" !:low can l tell? I awoke, saw some one in the room, and fainted. 'This statement ought to convince you that I would be unable to de scribe his appearanci at all." "I am sorry, Miss Dutay, that you do not recollect the assassin's appearance. Are you aware that another possible muTder has already grown out of this atl'air?" possible murder?" exclaimed Adele in amazement. "Yes. We have reason to believe lhat, upon the very day following the murder, an attempt was made to dispose ot the stolen necklace. Mr. Burton, one of our detective officers, was on the track of a woman whom we suspectot mak ing the attempt lie followed her, and, when about arresting her. the woman, or, as we be li eve, the man, disguised as a woman, suddenly dealt him a blow with a 'billy,' and he fell in sensible OD the Sidewalk." ls hEl dead?" "No; we have slight hopes of his final recov ery, but tor the present we have lost all track of the attempted murderess, and doubtless ac complice, If not the 11ctual murderer, or Genenil Dutay." Again there was an awkward pause. l:lad Adele been an ordinary person, or an outsicter, the officers would have couaucted their exam ination in a very different urauuer. Her positive aflirmation and denials tailed to convince them but th a t she could aid them in discovering the assa88in, if she chose to do so, but for the pres ent they were baffled. Still, upon leaving the house the remarks which passed between them were fearfully significant and suggestive. lt seems incredible;' observed one. "Yet the magnet points that way," replied the other "It ain't possible that you think that that girl, who looks wore like au angel th an a thing of earth, has had a hand in this tragedy?" "Well, l will tell you; I've been thirty years on the force. 1 have witnessed S)me terrible denou e m e nts ; that llirl betrays guilt when she refuses to tell all she knows. 1 dare not trust myselt to think, but circumstances point strangely in that direction. Show me a motive, and l'll name the guilty in five minutes. This case rests with me, t.ill 1 learn what Genera! Dutay's will says. 1 have encou ntered many strange experiences. but this one thr eatens to prove the most terri hie or them all." CHAPTER Vll. WELL, my lady gay, did you realize the duplex, so that 1 can go Clown.stairs with the air of a lord, and settle with old friz-curls?" was Tom Rcdway's salutation to his wife as she entered the door .No, l have not realized on them; and 1 doubt if we can, in this city, now "The devil!" exclaimed Tom. "What the d e uce has happened ? he added as his wife re moved h e r h a t and veil, and disclosed a tace as pale and bloodless as that of a corpse. "What's happened ? Why, the whole lhin g is blo w n! There was a cop at my heels, the first loan shop 1 entered lf the Jew h a dn't been a cute one, I'd have been nabbed right there." It' s b lown? what do you mean ? " 1 mean that the cops already kuow that the man who stole the necklace was tlUJ assassin of General Dutay." "Jupiter Ammon! that girl was guying me, after all. 1 s uppose the police h a ve got my measure to an inch. That's kind of rough. I thought l was secure on that necklace arrange ment It's the first time I've be e n soft, amt it's lucky l escap ed the nip.' But tell me, Lottie, how did you throw the cop?" Lottie proceeded to relat e the scene as it oc curred in the Joan office, aud her subsequent meeting with and assault on the detective. Lottie," said Tom, with sudden energy, we've got to have some money, and I'm going to get it. Give m e tllat gewgaw," and taking it from her hand, h e went to the bureau drawer, drew forth a p a ir of pincers, and with the dex terity of a mechanic, rapidly extracted the stones from their secting, and left the room. In about an hour he r e turned, with a triumphant smile upon his face, and a roll of bills in his hand. the present momer..t. We've got to make a. raise, Lottie; we've got to make a raise." "How are you going to do it?" "I've got an idea. I've got to see two or three of tile boys and talk it over. and it strikes. me that in a few days, we'll b11ve this great city howling over the most startling news they'v a had for some time.'' CHAPTER Vlll. "Now, Lottie, my love, we can appease the ADELE had hardly recovered from the annoyold growler down-stairs." auce and distress occ as ioned by her iutervie IV" "Did you succeed in raising the money, with the detectives, before she was again sum-Tom ?" inquired his wife gleefully moned to the parlor to meet another gentleman. 1 did, Mrs.; enrl I want to go right down The latter she bad never seen, although sbe had and eetlle with that woman at once. I am more frequently beard her uncle ruenlion the uume afruid of seeing the 'cops led in here by her, upon the card which he sent to her, as his law than 1 am of their ever running us down on yer. Upon looking at this card she was !or the their own hook." first time awakened to the fact tbat it was necesMrs. Redway was only too glad to follow ber Rary to make some investigation concerning her husband's direction, and proceeded at once to uncle's disposition of his immense estate pay the landlady in full. Upon her return she Mr. Hasbrouck, tb,e lawyer, inquired abruptsaid : ly after a few general amt symput!Jizing Now, then, what are we going to do? Where is your uncle's will?" There's a rope dangling over your head, and l "Haven't you got it?" answered Adele. feel the chill draugllt from an open prison door 1 have not, .Miss Dntay. I drew up a will' already piercing my mm row." for the general, but he ret11ined possession of it. "Well, Lottie, they say womeu have pretty himselt.'' kee'n witH; what would you advise us to do?" "Uncle never said anything to me about a .. [ advise that we fold our tents, like the will." Arabs, and as qui etly steal away." "We will probably find It among his papers. Well, my dear, I dou t feel inclined to acWith your permission, we will search tor it at: cept your advice this time. I've just got things once. as it is necessary to ofter it immediately in working order for a big lay out; but, hang tor probate." it! we haven't got the ready money to finish up Together they at once began an examinationthe job.1' of the general's papers. For three hours the-"And you'll hang if you stay in .New York search was continued. Every apartment of tho. to raise it.. That General Dulay was a millionlate millionaire s safe and desk was ransacked aire. From your own confession the owner of Every scrap ot paner cril ically scrutinized. that neck lace had a full view of your person, and Every nook and r.omer in his librarv was-. probably, ere this, has furnished an accurate detho1oughlysearched, and yet no will was found. scription to the detectives." "This is very unfortunate and embarrassing," "That don't trouble me much. l can look remarked Mr .Hasbrouck when their examinalike anybody else lJut Tom Redway in a few tiou was finally relinquished for the time being. hours; but I'm sorry that detective saw your "Had your uncle any confi1ential friend with. face." whom he would be likely to deposit such an im" It's just as easy for me tQ disguise myself portant document?" as it is for you." l know of no t'De." "I know that; but it we've i::ot to try the "Well, Miss Dulay, 1 can do nothing further disguise joh, we rnust change our quarters, and at present; you must continue this search, examthere is the rub. Tb,ere'll be a big reward offered ine every book, folio, box, trnnk, and drawer, in in a day or two, and then that landlady of ours the house. 1 have little doubt but that you will will begin to put things together and work out come across it. Wilen you find the will, notify a conclusion; and that conclusion will be, that me." the murdernr of General Dutay and her boarder If I should fail to find the will, what wm: is one and the same person. Then she'll go for the consequences he?" the reward, and, hang berl she can furnish th e "Too terrible to think of, Miss Dulay. Un caps more threads than any other person in this less this will is found, there is a pos sibili ty that. city." you may be robbed of every dollar ot the es" Can't we quiet her?" late." "What with-money?" "How?" "No; we h_!lve no money to spare." 1 "By tile recognition of the claim ot Leoo What then?" Dutay." "A glass of wine, with something besides J Who is Leon Dutay?" sugar to sweeten it!" I I s it possible that you do not know such a. Tom Redway gazed at his wife curiously for I person?" a moment, and at l ength remarked: "I do not.'' "They say my heart's made of stone, Lottie; For a moment the lawyer was lost in a brown> if it is, 1 '<1 lilrn to know what yours is made of. study. At length he said: 1 never spilled human blood unless at a critical "Did you ever bear your relationship to Gen moment, and for personal safety." era! Dutay questi oned?" Well, ain't this for personal safety? "l never did.'' haven't you admitted that this woman has "Poor child," murmured the lawy e r "r more power to injure us than any other person fear a great trial is before you." in New York?" "'l'ell rr.e about this Leon Dutay? "Yes; but her life must be assured. We "Upon the very day that the news of yonrcan t murder a pe r son every Clay, ond expect to uncle s death was circulated, a stran ger calkdl escape. There'll be hue and cry enou g h already upon me ,. introduced himselt as Leon Dulay, in a day or t"1 strangled. And if l haven't made a mistake in was principally benefited by the will. l told her character, she under s tnuds the 'gang's him that the bulk of the estate was b1queathedl' method for dropping on informers; and all the to the general's niece and adopted dau ghterr money in New York wouldn'i tempt her to Miss Adele Dutay. He then remarked, coolly: risk their swift ven geance." 'l'hat will amounts to nothin g l s aid, you "Then you intend to hush her mouth by terare mistaken sir, it was carefully drawn, and ror?" the witnesses are all livin g. Be then said,' Didi "Exactly? the general in his will describe Miss Adele Dutay-"Where do you propose to look for new as bis niece?' l told him' he did.' Again he--quarters?" observed, The will is worthless There is not "'l'he gang meets to night. After the meeta drop of the Dutay blood In this so-called Adele iug, I'll decide. The boys were never in more Dutay's veins.' desperate circumstances, nor more ready to take "Oh, God!" exclaimed Adele "I often. desperate chances The brigands ot ltaly, after I feared that Ibis was true, hut I never anticipateru a mouth's fast, are not more anxious for a dash-that the announcement would come from such. ing raid than the 'Brigands oi New York,' at a quarter."

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THE BRIGA.NDS OF NEW YORK. 9 "ls it possible that there is a doubt concern iing your relationship to the late general?" Adele related bow occ asional suspicions had :flashed across her mind-how Ahe had ques > tloned her uncle, and his strange actions when 11he did so. The lawyer listened attentively, .and, when she concluded, remarked: This all amounts to nothing, if we succeed ;ia finding the will "But l shall not dispute the claim of this .Leon Dulay, if he proves his identity and the 'truth of his assertions concerning me." This is a matter for subsequent discussion. -Our first business is to tlud the will. Then we will consider the pretensions and the story of :this scoundrel, Leon Dutay." "Why do you call him a scoundrel?" Because 1 have discovered that he is such. Immediately after his interview with me, l !Placed a detective upon his track, to ascertain his habits and general character. As a lawyer, 1 did thiij as a mere precautionary rucnsute and -succeeded in the fact that Leon Du was a gambler, and, what was worse, a man who had been under the surveillance of the ir; this much 1 will promise." After the departure oJI tne lawyer, Adele re mewed the search, and continued it from day to OOr, worried, and distressed Adele was again .summoned to the parlor to meet a stranger. 1 have called," he said, to know when my late unci-es will will be react? l can get no sat ; fsfaction from Mr. Hasbrouck." Who are you, sir?" asked Adele. 1 am Leon Dutay, a nephew to the late General Dutay." Has Mr. Hasbrouck not informed you that :no will has been found?" Upon hearing this simple inquiry, a strange ,glitter illuminated the eyes of Leon as he said, quickly: l suspected as much. If this is the case, why, there can be no dispute as to my cluim to the whole of the property left by my late un'' What consideration is to be given to my claims?" remarked Adele. "Your exclaimedDutay, with well simulated surprise. Why, what possible claim can you have, if my uncle has left no will?" Am 1 nut his uiece?" "No vou are .not." Who; then, am 1 ?" said Adele quickly. This was the drift she had all along been trying to give to the conver sation. Leon Dulay colored, and, for a moment, he hesitated, and gazed upon the beautiful face of the young girl, and failed to conceal bis evident admiration for her beauty. "You are the daughter of a Paris beggar-a child whom my late dear uncle picked up in the streets." "Can you prove this?" 1 can; but 1 shall make the charge, and compel you to rtispro ve it." When and where?" ln courts, wheu the trial takes place as to the true hzj1 of General Dulay." This will not be necessary." "\Yhy not necessary'/" Because if you can prove your statements to my satisfaction, I shall not dispute your claim to all of your uncle's properly." Your lawyer says differently." "1 do not care what my lawyer says: prove to me that 1 am not really the niece of General Dutay, and 1 will surrender to you every penuy, even though the missing will shall be tound." Leon Dutay's face expressed the wildest amazement upon hearing Adele thus express herselt. He said: "l can prove my state meut." "When will you do so?" This very atternoon, if you will call at my residence.'' twill come to-morrow." "You must come alone; it you bring your lawyer with you, 1 will refuse to produce the proofs." 1 will come alone." Alter arraugrng for the morrow's interview, Leon Dutay took his departure. A.s the door closed upon him, and he passed down the stoop, a wicked expression distorted his features, as he muttered: "1'11 produce the proofs, and remove every obstacle between me and this estate." Upon the following morr.ing, A.dele left her home, after having informed her maid that she would return to luncheon. But she did not re turn at the appoinled time. Bour after hour passed until nighttall, and she came not, neither did she ever return, nor dill the most indetatiga ble effo rts of Mr. Hasbrouck, aided by the most skllltul detectives, result in obtaining a clew to her mysteriom disappearance. No will having been found, and the reputed heiress havin.,. C1is appe11red, the lawyer was helpless, and Leon Dulay proved his relationship, and without op position, became the undisputed possessor of the great wealth of the murdered millionaire. CHAPTER lX. ABOUT two months subsequent to the events related in our previous chapters, two gentlemen stood con versing on the sidewalk in front of the newly-erected g old exchange on Broad Street. Both gentlemen were well known: as heavy operators at the stock and golu board. Oue of the parties was a fair counterpart ot the brusque, vigorous man of business, evidently a n Ameri can, who telt well satisfied with himself and the w01ld at large. The other was a gentleman of more peculiar type; about medium height, stoutish-build, with iron-gray nair, swarthy com plexion, and glittering black eyes which plainly betrayed his Jewish origin. Yet, the general shrewd and stern expression of his face, there was perceivable, also, an unmistakable, ex pression of kindness and benevolence rarely in dicated by a person of his special businPSS and persuasion. Ar!J you going to be present at the meeting of the special committee of the board this after noon, Mr. Brown'/" saij the Jewish-looking gentleman "No, Nathanson; 1 promised to join my family in the country this afternoon. l shall leave the city about one o'clock." 1 promised to join my family also at the Hrauch," said N athauson, but I shaN have to remain in the city to-night. The uecision of the committee is a matter of great concern to me." "Then you'll have to remain in your h ouse all alone to-night?" "Not exactly; one _of my sons will remain in the city with me?" Do you close up your house when you are away?" "No; we leave it in charge ot the house keeper and a man-serv&.nt. I am generally home the greater part of I he ti me myself. This conversation was carried on between the two gentleme n in an ordinary tone of voice. Tilus it was that while the two brokers were casually conversing upon the sidewalk, two handsomely dressed young men were passing just at the instant when Mr. Brown made the inquiry: "Are you going to remain Jn the city overnight, alon e?" These two young men stopped. A. looker-on would have diijCovered nothing strange or suspicious tn their action, so naturally did they come to a halt, and gaze about upon the surrounding signs, as though looking tor a certain address. l:Sut in spite of their indifl:erent behavior, a peculiar look set tled upon the countenance of each, and a signif icant glauce was flashed twm oue pair of eyes to the other, as Mr. Nathanson r eplied: "Yes; 1 shall remain alone in the citl" to-night." When !he brokers parted, 1he two young meu followed Mr. Nathanson a few doors below, saw him enter a doorway and having overheard his name, quickly recognized his business sign, and one of them, turning to the other, said: "Do you know who that old pill is, Tom?" ., No." "lie is the wealthiest Jew broker in the city. Th1Jre' s a good lay-out, ca." "Bah!" repli ed the other, "old culls like him don't have anythmg of value laying loose around th eir domiciles; they may own millions, end Ii ve like beggars. "You are mistaken, my Lotd Redway; they may in London, where you come from, but in the C'ities of tliis country, they imitate the ton. They outdazzle the be&t of other people with their jewels and the splenrtor of their re s idences Didn't you see the 'sparklers' in the old gent's shirt front? Either one of them is worth a thou sand, and two hundred eagles wouldn't buy that rin g that flashed upon Uis finger. And, To.n, the old cull is going to b e alone to-night; it's dollars to cent! that It 'll be a big brace.'" "That's what we need now, Bill. We're all cle1111ed out, 1 guess." "Well, thi s is one lay. We can make a neat job of this without any blood letting. Those Dulay af'l:airs are expensive. They cost a lad all the swag to blind the cops." "You're right there, Bill," said Tom, thoug;htrully ; "but after all, I cau't complain much about that Dutay affair. Euch a thing cc.uldn't have happened in Europe and quieted down as quickly as I hat did. The most danger ous part of that little affair was Lottie's fracas with that detective. 11 she'd given a little more force to her' billy,' we' d have been a ll safe. But tnat chap is CID his feet again, and onlv last night we had an intimation that he was on our track like a sleuth-hound." Have you got the measure of that chap, Tom?" "l've got hi! description from Lottie; but he s blinded his old measure -he's around In some kiurl of disguise, and means mischief. l'd rather have a dozen cops after me, looking for the r eward, than one on my 1rack, trymg to square a pomt. l'm too mat.ter-ot-fact to be superstitious, Bill, but I've got a feeling that either 1 or that chap has got to go down before either one of us is snfe. An ocean ain't broad enough to divide us?" "What! Tom. you're the last man that ought to wenken." "When I weaken, Bill, you'!! know it. A brav-e man, even 1hongh a thief, won't try to conceal his danger from himself." Frequently, during the business hours of that day, Mr. Nathanson, the weallhy broker, passed in anrt out of his office, upon various business errands, and wery step was shadowed by the two brigands, who had selectert him as their victim. When he went to tile banlr, one of them had business with the adjoining teller; when he went to his lunch, they sat at an ad joining table. Little did the hurriP.d eate1s abou t them dream that the reliminary steps of what was to terminate in one of the most tearful and terrihle tragedies that ever start led the community, or even the world, were being faken right in their very presence. It was after five o'clock when Mr. Nathanson entered one of the Broadway and Wal! Street Ferry stages at the corner of Broad and Wall streets on his way up-town. As the omnibus

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10 THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. turned out of the latter street into B1oadway, it was bailed by l wo young men; one go t inside, while the other mounted on top beside the driver, Slowly amidst the jam ot vehicles, the shouts and ot drivers, and the I bronging mass of humanity on either sidewalk, the driver of the omnibus proceeded on his up-town trip At the corner of Twenty-third Street aml Broad way, Mr. :Nathanson left the stage and was shortly followed by the t .wo young men, who rook the opposite side of the street and kept him in s ight until they saw him enter a handsome sto ne-tront house a few doors west of Fifth Avenue. As the door of the house closed behind J\'lr. :Natllanson, one of the young men turned to the other us they came to a halt opposite, and said: How is t!.Jat, Tom? do you think ttiat man owns millions and lives like a be gga r?" "It certainly does not appear so; but that's going to be a hard hou se to crack, pal." ' What makes you think that?" Why, it's too close to the llotel and a public thor11ug llta1e ant1 you know cops like to keep in tlie ray ot gas light as much as possible A ho s t of them are sme to be lying looRe around this hotel, when the other parts of their beats de se rted. Tile police, you kuow, like to take thin g s as cozy as possible." 1 know that, Tom," iemarked the other, as they proceeded down the street toward Sixth Avenue, "but. tllat 's a circumstance 1 intended to take advantage of. But now, cull, who's going to take the bearings? " I _guess you can do that better than anybody else, Bill, you're a glib buzzer." '' All right, pal, yo n stroll on down toward the corner, and l ll twi3t over and take a peep," and as Bill spoke he C1ossed the street, walked leisurely up to the house he bll.d seen Mr. Nathanson enter, passP.d up the stoop, and care lessly rang the bell. The d o or was o pened by a middle-aged Irish wom11n. ls there a Mr. Gadsden boarding here?" In quired Bill. "There is not, sir," replied the woman; "there's no one livin here by that name at all." It may be that 1 have made a mistake in the name," said Bill ; "is there a11y y oung gen tl e man living he re?" "None but the master's sons, air." And what's the name of the gentleman?" "Nathanson." "Nathanson-Nathanson," repeated Bill; "I think that's the name I want. ls be at home?" ''There' s no one home but the old gentleman bimsel', who has just come i n, sir. I'll call him, if you wish to spake wid him." "No; never mind; it's the young man I wa::it to see. Do you expect him in shortl.v?" 1 don't know that any ov thim will be home but the ould gentleman to-night, the family are all away. But l 'll ax the mnster, if you wish." Never mind," said Bill. l ll call again tomorr o w During these Inquiries, Bill had stepped with i n the vestibule door, ailfl while talk ingto the in nocent Milesian, had peered within with his wicked eyes, and studied the jnterior arrangement of the house as tar as his opportunity per mitted. A few moments later, be rejoined bis companion with tile remark: lt' s a soft thing, Tom; and the coast is cleur." I hope we'll find enough swag to pay for the 1isk." "Rest easy, pal, 1 tell you we're going to work a mine to-ni.e:ht As the two men turned up Sixth Avenue, they saw a plainly dressed, veiled lady c oming to ward them. As she approar.hed, and her eyes fell upon Tom, she sudd e nly stopped, clasped her b .. nds to her heRrt, as thou g h to quell its violent agitation and for an instant tottered as thou g h a'Jout to fall. Tom s Quick eye dis cerned at once that something was the matter, and sprung to assist ber. But the maiden started back, and with an excited gesture, s11id, in a low voice: "No, not .Jh, God! don't you touch met" and ere Tom had recovered from his surprise and amazement, she swiftly glided away. CHAPTER X. MR. lliATHANSON, the wealthy banker and broker, sat. alone in the front room, on the second floor of his home. The g-as was turned low. '!'he nigllt was excessively warm, and a loun ge in the room had evidently been prepared as a t e mporary couch for the night. The occupant of the room was in his shirt sleeves and slippers, and slowlv paced to and fro After a short time he threw himself upon the .loun ge, and dropped off into a quiet doze t:luddenly the room door opening into the hall was pushed open, and a young man on tiptoe stepped into the room. As stealthy as !he step was, it aroused the sleeper, whv inquired suddenly: Who's there?" "It's only me, sir," was the reply. "Have you just come in?" "Yes sir." "What is the hour?" Half past one." 1 wish you would come in earlier, my son. ls your brother JD?" Yes, sir; 1 saw his hat in the hall." 1 must have been asleep, then, for 1 did not bear him." Are you feeling well, father?" "Yes. Good-night." "Good-night, sir," and the Joung man stepped out ot the room and was about closing the door behind him, when his father called: "Leave the door open, it's very warm." Obeying his father's command, the young man quietly ascended the stairs, and again silence reigned, except the steady tick of the clock upon the marble mantel. And again the banker slept. Probably three quarters of an hour passed, when a second time a human figure stepped within lhe room, and was at once followed by a 1 econd party. They were both in their stock ing feet ; one carried a dark lantern, while the other held a knite in one hand, and a singular. looking instrument, made of iron, usually called a dog," in the other. The ir mov e ments and their weapons at once indicated th e ir errand. They were burglars who had stolen into the house in quest of plun der. The one who held the dark lantern ad toward the window, and dettly extin guished the gas jet while the other stole, noiseless, across the room, and took a position beside the couch of the old man who was now lost in profound slumber. The brigand wbo went to extinguish the _gas, the moment he did so, slipped the mask of his Jac:tern, and a sharp ray of light shot across the darkness wllich shrouded the room, as he turned about, took a position beside b i s com panion, and flash e d the full 1ay of the lantern in the face of tl !e sle epe r. "The old cull' sleeps well," he whispered, addressing his companion; may be we can finish tbe job without a roubing him." ":Not if 1 know myselt," replied the other; let him awake suddenly with a yell, and the jig s up in this Yicinity." At length the sleeper moved, then slowly un closing hib eyes, he d rew his band across them, and as the sentient light o f consciousness flashed through them, he behela the two figures stand ing beside him, and as instantly became aware that the cold muzzle of a pistol was pressed a ga inst his temple, while a murderous lookin g weapon was slowly waved before his eyes, and a l ow, hissing voice said: MO'Ve or speak, and you are a d eaer its contents. The other had seated llims e lf upon the lounge beside his victim. Seemingly satisfied that there was no danger ot the olcl gentleman's giv-lug an alarm, be took the knife in his mouth, aud altemptE-d to extract the diamond studs, which sparkled like irlows offire in l\'lr. N11than shirt-front ; but the Bri ga nd had miscal culated thr: resoluteness and darin_g of his victim. The instant the point of the deadly knife was withdrawn from his bosom, and the robber reached over to the chair whereon bis shirt Jay, Mr. Nathanson, who was naturnlly a powerfu1 man, suddenly sprun_g up, seized the Brigand by the throat with a powe1ful grasp, and iu an instant was upon his tee!, and after a briei, noiseless struggle, hMe the ruffian to tne floor, Then was his opportunity-then, had he called for help lhe whole sequel of this !Jorrie! sto1y bad been changed; but in the excitement of the moment, and bis fierce anger as his graSJ? tight e ned upon the villain's throat, and he became powerless in his grasp, he forgot to utter the saving call-a moment and it was too late, a dull thud was heard; agRin and again the same deadened crash. Relnxing his grasp he sunk to the floor. With blazing eyes and blood-be smeared countenances his two heartless murderers stood over him, and with a sardonic grin distorlmg lheir devilish countenances, watched llis expiring ef:l:orts, until at len_gth a shudder trembled over his frame, a rattle of the }ast _gasp sounded in his throat, his eyes became transfixed in a terrified death-state, and all was over Their hellish work w as completed, and he Jay before them Ii distorted, bloody obj ect Not a word was el'changed between the two desperate scoun drels who had done this dreadful deed. There was no need to fear now that that bloody form wor.ld give an alarm; and with a coolness which would have done credit to a fiend, they deliber ately resumed their work of plunder, and when they had seized upon every article of value which they could lay their bands upon, one of them actually returned and forced a costly ring horn their murdered victim s finger. Then quietly they passed out of the room, stealthily stole down the stairs, and deliberately resumed their bvots, placed the bloody but valueless weapon beside the door in the hallway, and let themselves out and rapidly fled from the scene, congratulatin_g themselves upon the success of their bloody work and consoling themselves wit h the reflection that theyweresate-t!Jeyhad not left a trace bebind them whereby they could be \racKed a n d identified. But, alas! little as they dreameu of such a thing, there was one who by some unseen influence, sti rred by a spirit ot restlessness, bad risen from her couch, gone to the window, and just for an instant, had caught the glimpse of a pale and guilty tace, as its. owner passed upon the opposite side of the street, beneath the glare of a street lamp, and. recognized the features. CHAPTER XL IN a rit:hly furnished apartment In one of ourprivate, faBhionable boarding houses, upon a.. sofa, reclined a handsome young man. His face was pale and emaciated, indicatin g r e cent and severe ill oess, and as he rose and crossed the room to ohtain a book, !Jis step was tr:eble an can it mean ? The moment bis eyes tell upon the contents an exclamation ot surprise burst from his lips and a look of startled wonder illuminated hiscountenance. "Great Heavens! what does this mean?" And he read the tollowiug singular missive aloud, seemingly to more fully fasten its mean ing upon his mind.. Tllere was neither date nor si_gnature appended: "MR. EDGAR HALL,-l<'or your own sake, fl.y a! oace; you were seen and recognized upon that fatal night. lt you do not heed this warn ing, the writer's reverence for the memory of one who is now dead, will not prevent her from di sc losing the truth, and handing you over to the officers of the law. Justice to humanity demands that you be surrendered, but regard for -

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THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. 11 the memory of one who once loved you, gives you an opportunity to fly a nd reform. )'our haunts and companionehip are well known, and, if you are sf en in New York after three aays the officers shall be placed on your track. Take heed-fly-repent-and r etorm-or your oppor tunity will be forever Jost." Again and again Edgar Hall perused this singular and incoherent letter Were it not for a weird suspicion which ha<1 flashed across his mind, he would have believed himself the sport ot some maniac. But, no, despite the attempt to conceal her identity, Edgar settled at once upon tbe authorship of the letter. Thie letter," he murmured, was written by a woman, and that woman is-0 God! 0 God!-one whom 1 have mourned for as dead, believing her to have been snatched from exist ence by the same mysterious fate which hns pursuert me from my cradle." The excitement occasioned by the epistle which he had so strangely rec e ived, lent fresh strength to Edgar Hall's feeble limbs, und with a comparatively vigorous step he paced to and fro across his room. As he \Yalked, he gave utterance to his thoughts. This illnesil -this unfortunate accident has made a wreck of my happiness. Of all being s who appear to be pursued by a strange destiny, I seem to be the chief. 1 know that tace. The faint glimpse 1 caught of those features ere I was struck and became unconscious impressed me by their familiarity. A moment, and had 1 retainea my reason, 1 would have recognized the owner of the tace concea Jed behind that veil. And to add to the mystery, I am convinced that I was upon the right track, and yet my nearness to OM V 'l'om up also, and mut tered sullenly as the crowd pressea close about them: '' I don't want any' mussing with you now, Dorie, you mean a rescue. Get back now, or l' JI bore you. "Don' t you draw any pistol on me," exclaimed Dorie, whlle several of the crowd t-x claimed: "Give that dufle1 a belt in the head; he's a fraud; make him let the little fellow go." Brownley was no coward, but his face paled. He knew that the man before him was the chief backer or all the Brigands in New York. He knew, also, that he was not two hundred vards distant from the principal resort ot the boss thieves-a house kept by this very Dorie who confronted him. Among the crowd were a number ot mechanics, who had been attracted from several neighboring workshops by the ex citement. To these m(!n the detective appealed, calling upon them to prevent a rescue, and stat ing, also, that his prisoner was the most notori ous burglar and cut-throat in the country. But even if the honest men in the crowd had essayed to assist him, their ellorts would have been un availing, and none knew better than themselves the desperate character of Dorie 1tnd the crowa of roughs who had now gatnered about him. Run for a policeman," said Brownley to a rather respectablelooking youth who stood gaz ing wonderingly at the tumult," or I will be a murdered." Hold on, young fellow!" said a short-haired, bull-necked ruffian who stood near, as the well dressed youth started to obey the detective's re quest; "don't you go tor no cop for that big duffer, or 1 will give you a thump on the head." "Stand back! stand back!" exclaimed the detective, as he caught Redway by the arm, anct attemped to draw him along. I am at tending to my duty, and it you interfere, you will sufler tor it." "I ain't interfering with you, but don't f)oint that barker at rne whether you are an officer or not." 1 do not wish to point the pistol at you, I only wish to be allowed to attend to my own business without interference." The officer well knew thf't the only object of Dorie was to precipitate a quarrel upon any pretJse whatever, and during the rnelee he well knew it would be good-bye to his prisoner.' 1 know that duffer," finally s11id one of tl,ie roughs, who now were gathered so close to tile detective as tu completely hedge him tn, "he's a fiy cop from the Frst Ward; he ain't. no de t.ecti ve, he ain't. The crow a had no?.' pressed so close, that un less the detective made some decided demoo stration, he would be completely separated from his prisofier; a scutHe ensued, and during it, the detective was compelled to shove violently against the fellows who were nearest him. In an instant, he received a powerful blow. A general fight followed, and by the time a pair of policemen arrived upon the scene, Tom Redway hnd made good his escape, and Dorie hacl re turned to his saloon, as carelessly as though nothing had occurred more than usual. Brown ley, the detective, was dragged otf to the station nouse along with two or three other innocent people, anct quiet once more reigned in the vicinity. Wheu Tom Hedwa.v turned out of Broadway into the side street, where he came so near be-

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12 THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. ing captured, he was followed by another per son besides Brownley, the detective. A plainly dresseli lady had be e n upon his track for a half hour previous, and was a witness to the whole exciting arrest and subsequent escape, as above described. She had mingled with the crowd and had pressed conApicuously forward, hopin g for rea sons of her own, th a t the culprit woufd catch a view of her face; but the villain's mind was too firmly fastened upon the watch for an oppor tunity t.o escape to notice any one Fina lly when he succeeded in breaking trom th e detect ive, this woman followed, saw him enter the notorious house k ept by Dorie and s a w also somethin g which caus e d her blood to tingle with indignation-a policeman stood at the cor ner, peeping around, watching the whole fracas, and did not start to interfere until he had s e en Redway break Clear, rush up the street, and en ter Dorie s house; then puffing and blowing he advanced with a great show of eagernesR lo perform his duty, and, with the assist a nce of another officer, arr e sted two or three innoc e nt p a rties, includin g the detective from whom the prison e r had been rescued. How long, how long can I endure this and live w a s th e p a inful murmur of this strange ly actin g wom a n. as she cast a lon g ing look at the place whe re Tom Redwa.f had entered and then slowly. as sh e turned away she add e d : I begin to feel as though l were a partner in that man s guilt. The g rass has not yet sprout ed over my de a r murdered uncle's grave before this wretch commits another and a fouler mur der, and stiJI 1 stay my hand and hold my voice when I &hould point out llis hiding-place, and call out, 'There is the murderer.' I do not love him now since I have discovered what a crimi nal h e is Then, why should I Jet 11 memory of my former love thus cause me to hide his guilt? No, no, 1 will do so no longer. l know where he resides, under a garb and pr e t ense of virtue. I will send him one word or final wi.rning and then-then, if he will not heed, my lips shall be unsealed aud the murderer, the Brigand, shall be handed over to his doom;" and th e strange lady pailsed up the street, turned into Broad way, and was soon lost amidst the careless throng whid1 con8tantly passes to and tro along either side of that famous boulevard. CB.APTER .Xlll. "HALI,OA, Burton!" excla i med the chief of the d e tective force as the latter put in a first appear a nc e after several month s absence, owing to a dan g erous wounn he rec e ived from t:!>e female pal of a notorious thief anct murd erer whose whe reabouts he tryin g to discover through her. Have you come to report for du_ty, or only intend to make us a visit?" said the chief. "I wish to report tor duty." "Fully reco v ered, eh?" ''Yes, chief, l feel pretty strong. I see that there is another big job on hand-this Nathan son murder." "Yes; l've got jobs for twice the force l 've got; between big murders and bond robberi es, we've about got our hands full." "lt's a pity that woman g ot the best ot me, chief; l was on the right track of that Dutay murderer." "1 think you were myself, Charley ; hut there was s omething behind in that murder. 1 haven't settled rny mind yet a bout that niece. I still think she had a hand in that affair." "Then you think wrong exclaimed ()bar ley Burton, with Budden vehemence. The chief noticed Charley's excited manner and fastened his cool .. cunning g ray eye upon him, curiously, a8 he said : You seem to be pretty well assured of h e r innocenc e Charley; but the oth e r g entlemen who had several interviews with her, think the same as l do about it-that she either had a hand in it, or at least had a suspicion a s to who the murderer was." II! J. think she did have a suspicion as to who the murderer was." "Then why didn t she g ive all the informa tion she had to the police? "Oh, that was h e r secret, not mine." "Well, the secret was too much for her, any how, for there is no doubt but that girl com mitted suicide. lt wasn't the loss of th e prop erty that caused her to make aw a y with herself. Hasbrouck, the lawyer who worried the det e ct ives to death searching for her, said a dozen times that this story that Leon Dutay, the chap who has succeeded to the property, trumped up about her, did not amount to shucks." '\\'hat story was that?" "Why, 1 supposed you had heard it. You know the general's will could not be found, and this Leon Dutay claimed that he could prove that this Aliele was no relation of the general, at all. He says she was the child of a Paris grisette, picked up out of the "Was the relationship of Leon Dutay ever questioneu ?" "Yes; Hasbrouck questioned his rel a tion ship, but he furnished satisfactory proofs to the court that he was the general's only living near relative, and got all the property." What kind of a character does this Leon Dutay bear ? It strikes me that we have him on our records." "Yes, he was a hard chap ; but since he .!!Ot this property, they say a gre a t change has come over him. He does not sport any more. He neither drinks nor gambles, at least amoog his old associates " Say, chief, did it ever strike you that the murd e rer of General Dutay and the assa s sin of .Mr. Nathanson were one and the same person Y ":!So, C harley, that is an entirely new theory. "And yet l believe ii is the true one, chief, and it you have no particular job you wish to put me on, I wish you would BEsign me to work up this Dutay case "I'm willing, Charley, but I do not believe you can make anythin g out of that matter. 1 tell you, my man, the chap who did that job has skipped.' " He had not skipped when he murdered Nathansoo, that is certain " Su you think the same man did both jotis ?" 1 kn'.>W it. "You speak decidedly; have you any tangi ble grounds tor thinking so? "YeA, 1 have." "What are they?" lf 1 succeed in proving my theory correct it will be time enough to tell why 1 think so, chief.'' "Have you any clew or is it merely an idea?" It's an idea " All ri g ht, I wish you luck. The capture ot either murderer will prove a small fortuoe; tbP. rewards are the l a rgest ever ollered." Well, I am workin g for a reward. and 1 will be well r e paid if 1 find criminal." "Say, Hurton, I don t wish to say anything impertinent, but you are a curious fellow. 1 g uess you have got a hist0ry it the truth was known." May he l have, chi e f, and some of these days you shall know my history, but for the present, please allow roe to work up this case unquestionea. Charley was about leavin.e; the chief s office, when the latter called him back and said: "Loo\< here Charl e y, here is a curious note 1 received this morning, just run it over and tell me what you think of ii." Charley took the note carelessly, but the mo ment his eyes fell upon the bandwritiug he became greatly excited; still he read it. When he had concluded the reading, the chief said: Well, old man, what do you think of it? I gness the writer is luny, don t you think so?" 1 sliould not be surprised if you find her so," replied Charley "arelessly I The note read as foll o ws : "-23d -, N E w Yoa.&:. To t h e Cliief o f Police: Sm, -Will you ple11se send your most gen tlemanly and most tender-hearted detective to see me. I have a secret which 1 can JlOt con s c ientiously withhold any longer. Let him in quire at No. for Miss Allen. Tell him not to let his business be known to any one els e in the house. lmmediate compliance with my re q ue s l will obli g e one whoge heart i s breaking. Be sure that you send a kindly and tend erhearted man, for I have a dreadful story to tell. "YourE 1n respect, .. Mr s s ALLEN." Charley," said the chief, "you are a gen tl e manly chap, and pretty tender-hearted, '1 g u ess, s 1ppoee you just call upon Miss Allen ."1' "All right, chief, I will call on her," said Charley; and taking the note with him, he left the chief's office. "l' am on her track, now he mutteied "lt is fortunate that this note fell into my hands. utherwise, matters might have become some'Vhat complicated. 1 must call on Miss Allen at once, but in disguise. She must not know me at present. Betore l again make myself known, I will have cleared up some ot these mysteries, or have perished in the attempt. Thus communing with himself, Charley pro ceeded along, when his attention was atuactetl by a carriage which was being furiously dri en up thestreet As it whizzed past him, he caught a glimpse ot the pale excited face of a man which was pressed ag ainst the glass-door win dow, as thou g h the owner was anxiou s to cerlain the uame of lhe street through which h e was being so furiously driven. But the face of the oc c upant ot the ciuriage was not whiter n or more excited than Charley's became the instant his eyes fell upon it. "Great God!" he exclaimed, as he rushell madly after the coach. Tha t wa s th e man I" CHAPTER Xl V. F URIOUSLY the carriage dashed up the str e et 11nd at the top of his speed, Charley Burton flew a fter it. Suddenly the driver turned a c orner and as the d e tective reached the street down which it had turned, he wa.q glad to find tha t the coachman was driving at a slower pace. "Here, stop I" cried Charley, as he came alongside. Tlle driver immediately brought bis team to a halt. The detective wrenched open the coach door, and thrust in bis head, only to find the carriage vacant. "Where is your passenger, driver?" "My passen ger?" saict ihe driver, with pre tended astonishment. "1 haven t got no pas senger." I see you haven t now; but where did the young man !!et out who was in tbie carriage whe n you were driving up Crosby Street so furiously a moment ago?" ' Oh, you go lon g," said the coachman, with an oath. I ain't g ot no lime to bother with you. Git aside there, it you don't want to get run over!" and the driver drew up bis reins. Charley Burton did not move an inch; be only said, In decided tones: "l want vou to come down oH: of that box " Mister, 'I'll g ive you a thump on the head with the butt of my whip if you don't stand aside and let me drive off about my busin.,ss." As the driver s poke, he tlourished the heavy butt ot a whip menacingly over the detective's head, when the latler quietly thrust his haod Into his pocket, drew forth a pistol, cocked it deliberately, and again said: l want you to come down oft that box, young man." " ho are you, and what do you want, any how? "I want to know where you picked up th11t m a n. and where you let him out.'' "l picked that man up on Bro11dway oppo site Morrie hou se." "Now, then, where did you let him out? "l'll t11ke my oalh, cop, l don't know where he g ot out. He told me to drive like the devil in any dil ection until he told me to stop." "All ri ght," said Charley, drive ahead," as he stepped back upon the sidewalk, aruidst the curious crowd which had gathered to ascertain what was up. Charley Burton would not have let the coachman drive oft so readily if he had not b e en con vinced that the fellow told the truth. He well knew that it was an old dodge of the Brigands, when pursued, to hop into a coach and then leap out again at a sudden turu,.and frequently this ruse bad proved succ e ssful, the otticers in pursuit, not hearin g the coach stop, would gen erally follow it, when the thief had dodged out and given them the slip. The detective was con vinced that this was the trick that had just been played ; and now c11me the que11tion, who was the tellow flying from'/ "HP. is somewhere on that block, and l'm gom g to find him mut t e red the detective, a s h e stroll e d down the street. Although proceeding some distance from the scene of his !ale encounter wi1b the driver of the coach, the detective still kept in sight, and cov ertly watched in a nticipation that the man he wa s in search of would show himself as soon as he discovered that the excitement was over. Charley Burton paced to and fro until he saw that the crowd had dispersed, when he started to return, resolved to learn something o! the hahits and character of the occupants of every house upon the block As he crossed the street, he observer1 a woman comin.e; toward him. One quick gl a nce, and he knew her. By Heaven!" he exclaimed, that is she. 'l' he she-hird is seeking her mate. 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THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. 13 many steps before your fair wrists had been decomted with a pair of bracelets; but now 1'11 watch you. You may be hastening to your nest, my birdie, and 1 can bide my time as far as you are concerned. It's the man l want now." While these thoughts were passing through the detective's mind, he lir.d turned about and concealed a view of his face. Be did not wislt that woman to see him, but be was determined to watch her movements. As he anticipated, she turned in the direction of the houses in one of which, he had reason to believe, the man was at that very moment concealed; and having ar rived in front of the third one trom the corner, she came to a halt, for a moment. glanced cau tiously up and down the street, then hastily ascended the stoop, and entered the house with a latch key. "Now is my opportunity, my lady," mut tered Charley, as he quickened his pace and proceeded 10 tbe house, ascended the stoop and rang the bell. The doOI was opened by a negress, who said: "Well, massa, what yer want heah?" Does Mr. Henderson Jive in this house?" "No; Mr. Henderson nor nobody libs in dis yer house but me, and my name is Dinah." "Your name is Dinah, is it? Well, you are just the person I am louking tor, Dinah," said Charley, with a pleasant smile, as he pushed in side ot the door. "1'es, Dinah, l have been looking for you for some weeks." As the ctetective spoke, he forced his way into the hall, and closed the door. "Look heah, massal" exclaimed the negress, her indignation for a moment outweighing he1 terror, "yer ain t got no right to come inter a body's house dat 'ar way, no bow, and 1 want yer to jes' clar out and go about yer business!" Hold on, Dinah, just speak low, if you please; 1 want to go into this room here and ask you a few qnestions, and it depends upon how willingly and truthfully you answer me to de termine whether I shall Jet you remain here or take you away to prison with a pair of these on your wrists;" and as Charley spoke he exposed a pair ot handcuffs '' 1 dunno what yer can want with me, massa," mumbled Dinah, as she reluctantly entered the parlor. "1 ain't nobody, 1 ain't; and 1 neb ber done nuffin-to make a polictiman ax me questions. "That remains to be seen," remarked Char ley as he closed the parlor door ; then drawing a pistol from his pocket, he coolly cocked it, ano assuming a look, he added: "Now, Dinah, don't you attempt to deceive me, but tell me at once who that man was that entere<1 this house in a great hurry a few moments ago!" "Dar wern 't no man jes come in dis yer house a few minutes ago, massa, it war a woman." "Well, who WR!! the woman that just came fn?" Dar wern't no woman dat jes come in, boss, it was a good while ago." "Now, Dinah, you are lying, and I will have to put the handcufts on you and take you to jail if you don't speak the truth." "Golly, massa, 1 had spoke de trufe, nuffin but de trufe, as sure as I lib." "Well, who was the woman that came in here a good while ago, then? " Dat war last week, massa, and 1 hab torgot all about who it wer now." Charley could not repress a low laugh upon hearina the weak attempts to deceive him. Look here, Dinah, you arc an old rogue, you're used to lyiua; but now, let me tell you something. About twenty minutes ago a man came in this house through the basement door, and Jess than five minutes ago a woman came in with a latch key by the upper front doo1; now 1 want you to tell me who they were." It yer tink yer saw a man and woman came in beah, massa, yer can jes go and find dem, and ax derselbtis who dey b\ for l can't tell yer, dat am sbuab, for l didn't see nobody, anu dat ar am de tmfe." "Very well, Dinah, to make things sure, I will lend you these ornaments for a few mo ments, then 1 will Jock you in this room, and go and look ; and i! 1 find that you have deceived me, it will be a long time betore you get them off again." "All right, massa," said Dinah, with a chuckle. l'se willin'; yer will find dat I hab told yer de llue, and dat yer bab made one big mietake; yer In de wrong house, dais whats de matter, shuah." Having properly adjusted the handcuffs, Charley went to the back room and lockect the door on the inside; be then returned to the front room, and as he stood in the doorway, with the ke.v in his band, he said: "lf 1 cat1.h you maki11g any attempts to get out of this room, Dinah, l won't hesitate to put a ball or two in your skull." "1 don't want ter make no 'tempt to git out ob ruy owu house, massa; 1 ain't done nuffin, an' de righteous am as bold as a lion." Well, 1 hope it 'l'lroke, and there ain t any of tlte m wlio would go b ack on ltim. '' Who wouldn' t go back on him?" Why, any ot the detective force; he is a good friend to the boys, you know."

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14 THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. "ls he a thiet?" "No, not exactly a thiet; but, you know, all the boss thie\Tes are hea\Ty ga mblers, and they .drop the most of their mon ey in Caxton's crib, ;and h e wouldn't like to ha\Teoneof them pull ed :from his house; but he gi\TeS us lots ot informa :tiou, you know, and when some of the Ring 'knucks' are cleaned out or go back on him, .he gives them away." "Oh, that's how it is!" said Charley, ithought!ully. "Well, 1 did not know that." Yes, and that is the reason l led you away; :Cut this lad we are after is worth a big stake, -an1i l will see Caxton, and 'fix' things." The best way to fix things would be to ge t assistance, and go th1ough that. place, and capt ure thtl murderer." Oh, that wouldn't do at all; and I'm sorry that you disturbed Caxton; he will be down on us for this." "1 didn't see auy gambling apparatus, and I went all through the house." Oh, that's all ti g ht, he has houses on both streets, and they have secret pas>ages from one to the other. lt would take a force ot al l eas t twent y m e n io pull a chap from that house, e\Ten if we wauted to; but 1 will see him and fix things,' and you and l will keep this little lay out' all to ourselvtlS." At this mom ent they were joined by another member of the force, and Brown signaled that they should say nothing about ii before him, but when Charl!:y sepa r a ted from Brown, some time l a ter, he was not full y rntisfiell in his own mrnd as to tbe comparative guilt of aU of the 'Brigands of New York." CHAPTER XVI. l N a room of a house situated upon the same block with tile mansion where the terrible and mysterious murder ol the wealthy hrok e r had taken place, sat a youn g gi rl. She was clothed in deep mourning garments, but even they failed to detract from her glorious beauty. At the time we find her, Adele Dutay-for it was shea ppeared lost in g loomy thou g ht. Presently the door opened, and her maid, Fannie, the same who had turnished the detecti\Tes their clew by her sudden inquiry for the mi ssing jewels, upon 1he morning succeeding the mur der, entererl. tb e room. lam g lad that you have come, Fanny,'' said Adele. And I am g lad to get bar.k," replied the servant. I was almost frightened out of my wits .'' Did you see the chiet o! the detective officers himse lf?" 1 saw a handsome but fierce-looking man, with an enormous mustache, wbo said that he was the chief." "Did he r ea d my note in your presence?" "Yes '' "What did he say _atter he had read it?" He r ead it two or three times over. The first time he only smiled, th e last time he laughed right out, and th e n turned and looked at me so impudently with bis g reat black eyes that I felt as though l'd like to strike him right in the face. ' Didn't he say anything, or make any in quiries? ' Oh, h e made a good many inquiries. When h e go t through laughi!:!g, he said: 'Did you write this note ?' I told him 1 did not. Then he asked we what my name was. 1 told him it rlido't make any difference, and then he threatened m e "Threatened you-with what?" "Why, he put on an awful solemn look, and said: Do you know what is in this note ?' I told him no, and he said, Well, this is a pretty serious matter. I guess 1'11 have to lock you up until 1 inquire into it.' "Why, my poor girl, If 1 had thought I was leading you into any such danger as this, l never wonld have sent you. Did he attempt to put his threat into execution?" "No, but t expected that he would every minute. He told me to take a seat, and then, a fter keeping me tnere for about half an hour, he :tmally looked up and said, abruptly, 'You can go.' "Didn't be say anything more? "Not a word " Dicto't he give you the least idea that he intended to comply with the request in my note?" "He didn't say one word to me more than 1 have told you, Miss Adele, and I was so glad to get out and away from there, 1 did not stop to ask him. " 1 fear, Fanny, that after all 1 may have tak e n a wrong step." My dear Miss Adele, if 1 knew anythin g about the circumstances, 1 could advise you, but 1 only know t9at you have some secret sor row that causes you much more agony than tl.Je death of your uncle alone 1 know that there is some m.vstery which you can not or will not soll'e; what this mystery may be, 1 can only guess." And have you tried to guess?" "If 1 might speak of what I guess, Miss Adele-" Well, whet do you guess?" "And 1 will not ofl:enll you?" "No." "Well, 1 believe that you suspect that Mr Edgar Hall was th e murderer of your uncle." "Oh, Fanny!" exc laimed Adele, as her face turned de a thly white and a look ot intens e agony settled upon ii, what led you to suspect such a thing as that t" "As l hal'e spoken at all, I will speak out. 1 have overheard you talK in your sleep." And what did 1 say?" Enough to conv1uce me that you had s uch a suspicion; but whatever the rea so n ot your suspicion, l believe, in my he a rt. Mi8S Adele, that it i s unjust." Adele was surprised upon hearing these words from Fanny. She was well aware that night and day the terrible di sco\Tery of the murderer s itleotity had I.Jaunted her; and und e r these cir c umstanc es, she felt that it she had t a lk.id at all in her sleep, she must have told all, and un consciously hav e made a confidante of her serv ant. Durin g the few moments that Adele re volved the consequences or h e r no ct urnal revela tion, she considered thi s and finally resolved to make a tull confidante of Fanny, and she said: "Fanny, you are right, partiallv. l do J.iot suspect Edgar Ballot being my uncle 's assassin; 1 know that he was." "Then, miss, why did you not hand him over to justice?" Have you forgotten that he was my affianced husband? "But can it be poseible that you could retain an y re ga rd for him atter you discovered that he was a villain and a mmderer?" That is the question 1 have been asking myself ever since that fatal night," answeied Adele, as a glow of excitement mantled her cheeks and a strange light blazed in her eyes. l feel myself to be a monst e r ot wickedness for not having the courag e to do what was right A.nd yet 1 delayed. There was no doubt ot his guilt; but, in spite of myself, the power ot the love I once felt for him was still upon me. Like the poor bird that flutters over the fangs of the s e rp ent that is charming it to de struction, l fluttered over this fatal secret until -oh, God! Fanny, 1 was awakened to the enormity ot my sin, oy becoming, through it, 1 tee!, accessory lf my own wicked heart, I would still try lo shield that 17iJlain." And jid you nel'er suspect before, Miss Adele, th a t Edgar Hall had some secret history? Did you know nothing of his antecedents when you promied to becomt: his bride?" No, Fannie, and l uever a s ked him. I met him in the ordinary way at house ot a friend. 1 admired him from the first. He was so handsome and so gentle in his manner, and constantly gave utterance 10 such uohle ;:enti meuts, that it never entered my inexperienced head thAt there could be anything wrong. ln my eyes h e was all that was pure and noble and beautiful " But did not your uncle ever make any in quiries concerning him? " No; uncle was not aware ot our engage ment. That was a false step, und nas entailed other false steps, allhoi;gh within the week that my uncle was slain, l was w a iting for an opportunity lo confess the truth." '' Did not the fri e nds at who se house you met him ever volunteer any information concerning him?" . Yes; at different times the.v told me much, espeeially after they s usp ec ted that hP. was pay ing me attentions; and their ussurances only confirmed my own preconceil'ed conviction of his nobility." Further conversation between mistress and maid was int errupted by a knock at the room door. When Fannie opened the door, one of the house servants handed her a carll, and stated that an old geotlcmau waileu in the draw in g-ro om. Fannie handed th e ca rd 1o her mistress, who g lanced at it, arid inqmred, tremu lously: What kind of a looking man gave you this card?" A very r es pectable-looking old geotleman," repli ed the servant. "Very we!I, show him up to this r11om." As the servant left the door Fannie turned with a face not less pale than h e r mi s tress', and said: Dear Miss Adele, who is it ? you look as if you we1e about to faint. "l must not faint,'' repli ed Adele, with an effort; "and l pray nea\Ten for strength to do my duty; it is th e d e tective/" CHAPTER xvn. '' 1 WAS sent by the chiet of the detective force in answer to your note, said the old offi cer, as he waP usb.ered into Adele Dutay's pres ence. "Yes, sir," replied Adele; "pleaee be seat ed." Would it not he better, miss, if we were left alone? As a usual thing, 1t is not custom ary to have witnesses an interview con nected with the business that has brought me here." At a signal from Adele, Fannie left the room. The moment the door clvsed behind her the officer said: "May I ask your name?" My name is Adele Dulay." Tl.Jen you are the ni ece of the Genera.I Dutay. who was the viclim of a foul murd e r some months since?" "Yes. sir. General Dutay was my uucle." "Are you aware that it i s ge ner a lly supposed tnat you yourselt are dead?" Adele colored painful!y us she replied," Yes, 1 am aware that it is supposed that so me fatal acc ident had befallen me." "May 1 ask why you did not correct lb.is im prt>ssion ? " 1 had reasons for not corre cting this im pression which have no bearing upon tue busi ness l have with you sir." "Very well, then we will at once proceed to !h e business which brought me here. 1 believe that you intended to indic a te in your note that you could furnish some important inform htio n concerning the late terrible and myslerious assassination which bas recently horrified the public?" "Yes, sir, I can furnish the name of the mur derer," gasped out Adele m reply, white her features were distorted by an expression of agony which was truly pitiful to behold; and had she not been thus painfully excited herself, she would have noticed that the old officer was also singularly afl'ected, as he said: "Welt, what is his name, 11nd what are the grounds for your suspicion?" Bis name is. Edgar Hall. 1 saw him com mit the first murder, or rather recognizi;d him as the robber in my room, who murdered my' uncle to make sure his escape."

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THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. :l5 And why do you think that the same man who murdered your uncle also assassinated Mr. N athans<>n ? ' "Because I saw the same man flying trom the scene of the murder a few minutes atter its perpetration." Oh, God I" exclaimed the old detective, .rising to his feet excitectly, "can this be possi blel Shall this monster never be run to eartll !" The old man's excitement caused Adele to gaze at him in amazement as she said: Bad you any reason to suspect the party I named before l told rou what I had?" For a moment the detective did not reply to her que stion, and she repeated it. No. no; the gentleman whose name you have mentioned has never been under suspi -0ion.' "Then you know l\'lr Hall?" "Yes ; l llave knownhimagre' t m11nyyears, 11nd n et"er believed that he could be capable of such an act. His character has always stood above r e proach. ' "ls it not possible that he may have been liv-ing a double character?" "Yes, it is possibl e but not probable " Why do you think it is uot probabl e? "Because it would be impos s ible for a man to reside in New York. and be g uilty of the -crimes which you attribut e to E1lga r Hall, and have no suspicion attached to his actions." "Thea do yot1 thinK I am laborin g under a and that Edga r Hall is not really .guilty?" "1 do not say that. You must recollect that I have not heard the grounds on which you bas e your sus picion. 1f you will tell me every cir Cnrnst11uce conne cted with your first acquaint .ance with Edgar Hall-your subsequent inter -0ourse with him, and tile incidents of the night Of the mmrter of General Dulay, 1 will be able to form som e idea of the correctness of your conclusions." ln compliance with the detective s suggestion, Adele minutely detailed ev e ry incident ot her .acqua intance with ll:dgar Hall, including her misunderstanding a few days previous to the death or her uncle, his singular conduc t at the entertainment wbicll preceded the murde r, the terribl e scene in her room after midnight, her startling discovery of his identity, the subse quent murder, Hnd her second recognition of him under the gaslight, tlying guiltily from the :Scene of the recent murder. During her recital, the detective leaned with .bis chin upon cane, and steadfastly .e;azed upon h e r face, and listenP.d to her story to the end, without once intP.rrupling her ; 'out when 'she concluded, he said: These are strange incidents th a t you have told me, and this matter appears to be sbrourted ju a terrible but answer n;.e this question-what day ot the month was it that Gen era! Untay was murclered ?" Adele mentioned the date. And you say resum e d the detective, "that you saw lJldgar Rall present at the entertainment upon that evening '/" "Yes sir I" is the beginning of the mystery." '' Why do you say that that is the beginning of the mystery?" Simply because Edgar Hall was not present at that entertainment at all. He left New York two days previously, and did not return until ihe morning succeeding the murder." Adele partly rose to her fee t, and gazed at the detective in astonishment, as she exclaimed : "Row can you say that, when I saw him vresent myself? "Did he come early or late in the evening?" He came late :: long?" "Are you pos1tively certain that it was Edgar Ball whom you Sllw? Did you speak to him? "I did not. There happened but one oppor tunity, and then he glanced lit me as coldly and indifferently as though 1 had been a stranger." "Did not this seeming indifference strike you as very remarkable on the part of your af :fianced husband?" It did. At the time I attributed it to an intended punishment for the momentary petu lance which Jed to our ruisunderstanaing. I am now convinced that he was actuated by en tirely different motives." What motive?" He had already formed the plau of his in tended robbery." "I can see no indication that sucn a motive w.ould Jead .to such_ a line ot action. You say he looked at you as though you were a stranger?" ' Yes.'' "Well, that was perfectly natural. 1 don't believe the individual whom you mistook tor Edgur Hall upon that occasion, ever saw you before." Ad .. le became confused and excitetl. An un defin e d !eelin g of drtarl crept, over her. She to feel 11 terror of th e old man with whom she was conversing. Aiter a moment's pause, she said, abruptly: Why are you so anxious to prove that 1 did not see Edi::ar Hall that ni ght?" Btcause l know you are the victim ot @ome terrible mistall:e. I know that Edgar Hall left the city two days But :von admit that he wns in the city on the mornini:: following the murder?" "Yes.'' Then is it not possible that you are the one who has been deceived ? Would it uot have been e a s y ror him to pretend that he was i::oing to leave town and conceal himself purposel.y? " Re could have done so, but Ile did not." Re must have returned, then, the night be fore the murder, for l can positively swear that I saw and recognized him at my unc:le's house some time between ten and twelve o clock on the night preceding the murder. "And I can swear, Miss Dutay, that you did not, s aid the officer, in low. decided tones. "llow can you sw ear to it? " 1 kno w that he was no t iu the city ot New York a t that time." How can you assert that against the posi tive evidence of my own eyesight ? " Supported by the evid.ence of my own eyes. l l rft I.he city in companywith]i;dgar Hall ;and returned in company with him on the morning nfter the murder. Edgar Hall was one hundred miles diMant when that crim e was perpetrated." Upon h e aring this singular contradiction and denial of the evidence ot her own eyes, Adele arose to her feet and actually quivering -with excitement, stepped across the room, placed her hand impetuously upon the old man's shoulder, and exclaimed: Speak! speak I who are you?" My name is Brown," replied the officer quietly, and without the l east evidence of ex citement. Whot ver you are ; exclaimed Adele, start ing back in an agony of terror. "you have come to me in disguise! You are an impostor. Oh, God I have 1 been betrayed?" CHAPTER XVlll. grndge as well, and I propose to i::ive him away tor murder. You will be taken care of If you keep quiet, but if you kick' I'll let you go with him." l wish Tom was here." "Whv?" "J w.Jutd tell him of your infamy, right in your very presence." "Bahl what do I care for 'l'oro? You will see Tom again. I made up my mind to this wbeu I sent him away on a brace." "You may think that you have got all the winning cards, but you will find out in the end that you have lost the game." A.s Lottie Redway ceased speaking, she started to cross the room toward the same door through which her husband had so recently when Lem Caxton rose to his feet and intercepted her. "No, no, Lottie," he said; "you must re main here with me for the present." "Why?" "Because I want you to I a!Jl king in this house. Tuvery one obeys my will." "All right 1 trnow that it ain't no use to scream or mall:e a fuss; but my time will come, and then you wili suffer for this outra. e:e." This is a sensible way of taking it, Lottie." Lem knew that Lottie Redway was a desper ate and dan g erous woman; tut he did not an ticipate that would attempt. any games with him under present circumstances. He believed that she could put up a cunning trick, and would not scruple at anything; but, as it after ward transpired, he marte a wide miscalcula tion. Stepping across the room, be turned the key iu tbe door, and resumea bis seat A tri umphant smile was upon his face, a satisfied light m eyes, and hie lips were just formed to say something, when Lottie Redway suddenly sprung acro s s tile room, and, ere he could offer the least r e sistance, she had plunged a knife, once, twice, thrice, in his powerful breast. Ht> at once sprung to his feet, and at tempt e d to c lutch her; but for a moment he sta g gere c l l!elplessly about, and then, with a groan sunk upon the floor, as Lottie flourtslled the bloody knife in hi s face, and exclaimed: '' L ? m Caxton, 1 told you you would lose the game. "For Heaven's sake, woman, ring that bell! I am dying!" Of course you are, you traitor!" Will you ring that bt!ll ?" said Lem in a feeble voice. "And give you an opportunity to give me awa y ns your murderess? No, Lem Caxton, I am goirrg to stay hero und see you die. No one will ever suspect me, as you, for purposes of your own, concealed the fact of my presence." "1 SAY, lads, you're crowdin g me a little too "Fiend, have you no heavv lately. I can stand mot anything, but "Did you have any? didn t you threaten to I've had a bad 'streak' lately, and 1 cun t stand give my husband away? didn' t you tr11 to rob the pressure much longer; you must matte a him ot his wife, while pretending to be his break, or 1 will have lo close the bank against friend? Bal ha! where was your honor among you." thieves?" "What's the matter now, Lem?" repli e d one Caxton made an effort to crawl toward the of the young men, in answer to the addre s s with bell rope, when Lottie cruelly pushed him back which this chapter "are yuu g oing to with her foot, and said: "Don't try that, Lem, shake us ? or I will finish you." No, Tom, I have no desire to shake you, We will not attempt to dP.srribe the horrors but you know 1 must look out for myse1 r ; there of the sce ne thnt ensu e d. Either one of the is a bottom to my purse, as long as it is; and as wounds which Caxton bad received would, in about all the lads h11ve been on the borrow latethe end, have proven fatal, and, nfter writhing ly, lill:e yourselves, I am pretty nearly cleaned for nearly halt an hour, mingling prayers with out." the most t>las phemous curses, this wicKed man "Well, old man, you just keep quiet for a of crime finally g a sped forth his Inst breath, and couple of daJ s, and we will fix you out all lay still in death. right." His murderess gazed at his expiring agonies "Well, you can't be about it too soon." with a pitiless glance, and when, finally, The conversation was continued some time his wicked soul h11d taken its flight, longer, when the two young men left the room, she arrnn g ed tbmgs about the room so as to and left Lem Caxton alone. Shortly after their make it appear that a desperate struggle had departure, an opposite door from that which taken place, 11nd then stole out ot the room by they bad passed through, opened, and Lottie the same door thrpugb which she bad entered, entered. after first havini:: unlocked the otl..ter. "Has Tom gone out, Lem?" fhe inquired, 118 Thus crime clashes wit.h crime, and the final she seated hereelf in a arm-chair. doom is veritied: The wages of sin is death." ''Yes; he aud Riley have just gone out to gether. l have been talking to them. 1 gave them to understand lhat it was about time tney did a little business." l think so myself "I say, Lottie, ain' t you getting kind of tired of Tom?" As Lem said this, be cast 11 signifi. cant look at Lottie. What makes you ask that qul!stion?" and she fastened her handsome eyes keenly upon I.tis face. Well, it has become necessary for me to make a stake, and the rewards offered for Tom Jiave made him a v11luable man. l owe him a CHAPTER XIX. You have not been betrayed, mfae, neither am I an impostor, although I have come to see you in disi::uise. 11 you will think a moment you will perceive that there is nothing unurnal in a detective oltlcer assuming R disguise." '' You may speak truly concerning your dis guise, but why is it that you attempt to make me disbelieve the evidence of my own eyes? Why do you in8ist that I did not see and recogni7.e Eagar .tlall as my uncle's assassin?"

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16 THE BRIGANDS OF NEW YORK. He was not in New York at the time Gen eral Dulay was murdered. 1 know this for a certainty. lf he was not in New York he could not have committed the murder. If he did not murder your uncle, it is equally probable that he had no hand in the recent murder, and is, after all, the high-toned gentleman, and brave, kindly man that you at one time believecl him to be." "Then how
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