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Out of a Labyrinth

Chapter 3 SCENTING A MYSTERY.

Word Count: 1311    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

hlegmatic, oft-stopping, slow going, accomodation train

a successful issue, this must be a case of waiting, of wit agains

influence of a good cigar, had blunted the edge of my self-disgust; my arm was quite easy, only wa

tle room for effective thought in this case. My future movements were a foregone conclusion. So I rested

d looked out, I saw that we were moving along the outskirts of a pre

kling eye. Certainly it was not a prepossessing countenance, but, just as certainly, it was an honest one. He was

le and stir behind me, and a man who had been lounging, silent, moveless,

top right here. Ha

exclamations of surprise and pleasure, not unmixed with profanity. Evidently t

sking, the other answering, questions concerning a certain village, which

its business; of births, and deaths, and marriages. It was very uninteresting; I was beginning to feel bored, and was meditating a change of seat,

ch ones it's well enough, but the poor-well, the onl

the r

poor. 'Nu

the old lot there ye

d pi

hen r

a still deeper

ines, too,

lightning, man, that's baby talk; there's more deviltry going o

tell me. What's

oser; but there's a good many in Trafton that wouldn't believe you if you told

ganize

s,

pretty strong for Traf

with Yanke

s some of the particulars. What makes you

Five years ago a horse thief had not been heard of in Trafton for Lord knows how long, until one night Judge Barnes lost a valuable span, taken from his stable, slick and clean, and never heard of aft

whistle, and I, supposed by them to be as

onished man, "you f

ve Trafton between two da

d Lo

s silence and then

we can beat the city

can beat the city itself

lars,

zed very freely. "And cute ones; they never

's t

man draws money from the bank, or sells cattle, they know that. And if some of our farmers, who like to go

olks suspect of d

spicions and being on the watch; but very few dare breathe a nam

t some one, or

o lay myself liable to an action for dama

tonite took leave of his friend, and quitted the train at a station, not more

ation, and now I gave no thought to the fate of Mamie Rutger and 'Squire E

o me what the great Hippodrome is to small boys. I wanted to see it; I

on man, had revealed to my practiced ear a more comp

must be the founder of this system! How secure he must be in his place, and his scheming, and what a foem

was quite as deep, and the solution of it of more vital importance. But-Grovelan

n, hours later, we ran into the city, Groveland wa

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