ook, with the closest scrutiny, began a systematic e

had been entered other than by the r

relate, were unprotected, sa

s windows upon two sides, facing Rector street and Broadway, the policeman on the beat could see the entire front of the vault as plainly as though

be devised than this, providing always, the

still the officer in whose charge this portion

red door itself, told with startling plainness the met

mined each point w

lue remained

-it might have contained cents-t

l order in this affair," he muttered to himsel

d of this clerk and a gang of desperate burglars, I find the vault already robbed an

innocent as I am, Caleb Hook; there is something else

what have yo

anywhere about, except an old crazy woman walking up and down before Trinity Chur

Officer Flaherty, who o

've searched for hi

detective, "and you, Brady"-addressing the second policeman who had

g this way. Just over the fence are others, too. I sho

t," said the detective, briefly. "

e street, leaving the t

d kneeled but a few moments before. "I've got a genuine mystery on my hands at last, I fancy, and that's what I've been sighing

, panting for a breath, st

be you kills me, Mr. Hook. I

ut that is impossible! Speak, you Dutch scound

t mein eyes from him, und I looks for him und he ish not der

stood beneath the high wall skirting Trinity church-yard on the New Church

der told his tale, without renderi

circumstantially that there could be no doubt of

een opened, perhaps in a century, filled with the moldering bones of the long-forgotten dead, and the structure of the eleva

crossed the street was

foot was visible in t

wall the detective had no diff

served to doub

g, and at the precise point where the boy had halted when the attention of his conductor

isoner could have advanced or retreate

gain, and leaped the iron fence at the first available p

an hour had passed, and

de of the grave-yard from a point overlooking the place wh

be much disturbed, both on the ground its

ving about here, but their foot-prints seemed to l

did i

e many mysteries in his time, but never bef

ed; he could

, he repaired to the station at last, an

ty was preparing for their morning issues an accou

ective Hook, still hovering about the scene of his late defeat, turned, fo

dressed, with gray hair hanging down from beneath her worsted hood, and wild,

as she passed. "Blessed be the bats in the wall fo