Francis Worcester Doughty

Summary

Francis Worcester Doughty Shadow, the Mysterious Detective… (1883)

As the roughs began to pile out of the darkened saloon, the false detective gave vent to a nervous laugh. He was afraid he would not be rescued, and yet did not see how it could be possible for me to retain him as a prisoner in the face of these friends of his.
I was, however, determined to do so.
I was considerably riled up just about then, and could have laid down my life rather than have let him escape.
I set my teeth.
Through them I hissed:
"Stanton, you cannot escape me! You know me well in private life, and know that I am a determined man—a man of my word.
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Francis Worcester Doughty Shadow, the Mysterious Detective… (1883)

And it not infrequently happens that when a detective has captured a particular prisoner it is a decided benefit to be able to keep the capture a profound secret for a while.
The place afforded the means of keeping the capture a secret.
Fortunately the deputy was at home, and I soon had Stanton locked up in one of the cells.
"Well," said I, as I entered the cell with the false detective, "here you are, in a safe place, where the dogs won't bite you."
"What do you intend doing with me?" the rascal tremblingly asked me.
"Whatever I think you may deserve having done with you," was the grim reply.
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