"
Other pedestrians paused, attracted as Bordine had been by the flaming
poster.
"By gosh! that ought to fetch 'im," uttered a queer-looking Yankee, who
had been studying the poster for some minutes.
Bordine regarded the speaker now for the first time.
He was lean and thin, with swallow-tailed coat, tall hat, battered and
worn, a huge necktie and heavy boots--a veritable Yankee from way back
the young engineer thought.
"They consider the girl pretty valuable," said another.
"That reward ought to fetch the villain," uttered Bordine. "I have a
notion to try for it myself."
"S'pose you dew!"
The Yankee regarded him curiously.
"It is a tempting reward."
At this moment a carriage halted, and a bearded face peered out. Beside
it was a pale, pretty woman's countenance. Evidently they had been
attracted by the same thing that caused pedestrians to stop and stare.
"Drive on."
It was the woman in a pleading tone.
"But see, my dear, here's something worth looking at. A big reward for
the arrest of the murderer of poor Miss Vane. Did you notice it?"
"It's in all the papers.
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