The Twin Ventriloquists: or, Nimble Ike and Jack the Juggler. Old Sleuth
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      "Please give me money for bread," and there came the response in exact imitation of the old man's tones:

      "Go to the station."

      "Great Mercury!" ejaculated the man. "I am pursued by a phantom."

      "Yes, you are pursued by a phantom, you who refused to give a poor child money for bread."

      "I'll give the next child I meet a dollar," murmured the old man in trembling tones.

      "You promise?"

      "I do."

      "All right; I'll leave you until my presence is required again. Good-night."

      The old gentleman moved toward his home, and it is to be hoped he became a more charitable man.

      The two lads started on their way and were moving on up Fifth Avenue when Ike, who was quick-eyed and observant, saw a man rush out of a hallway. The fellow's actions were suspicious and our hero remarked to his companion:

      "Hello! Jack, there is something going on here."

      The two lads determined to trail the man. They saw him go up the street, where he joined a second man. The ventriloquists stole up close, and both being lithe and active they were able to secure a position very near where the two men stood, and they heard one of them ask:

      "Are you sure it's dead easy?"

      "Yes."

      "Are you sure you have the right house?"

      "Yes."

      "That woman is very smart."

      "She is?"

      "Yes."

      "How do you know?"

      "I've been watching her for weeks. There is something strange about her and her movements, but she's got the stuff; of that I am sure. She lives alone in that big house with only one servant – an old man – whom we can silence in about two minutes. She is a stranger in New York, and does not appear to have any friends. If we can get in there and away again we can make a big haul, and all in good movable swag. I'll bet she's got twenty thousand dollars' worth of diamonds alone, and where there are so many sparks there are other fireworks, you bet."

      Ike and Jack appreciated that, indeed, they had "tumbled on to a big thing." The men did not talk in particularly low tones; no one appeared to be near them.

      "We need a big haul."

      "We do."

      "I am run way down."

      "I am also."

      "We struck a big thing when we followed that woman from Boston."

      "We did."

      "We are not known in New York and the scent will be on natives."

      "That's it exactly. We can get away with our haul, return to Boston and read the papers and learn how these smart New York officers are closing in on the robbers."

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