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Updated: July 13, 2025
"Lockmanville!" he gasped. "Yes," said the other. "Don't you know where you are?" "I didn't know," said the boy. "Lockmanville! The one where the big glass works are?" "That's the one." "And where old Henry Lockman lived!" "What about it?" asked the other. "Nothing," said Samuel, "only my father invested all his money in Lockman's company, and lost it." "Gee!" said the bartender.
And they'll mean so much more to you, because you've really met her!" Samuel presented himself the next morning and was turned over to the head gardener and duly installed as an assistant. "Let me know how you're getting along," was young Lockman's last word to him. "And if there's anything else I can do for you come and tell me."
"Did you ask this boy any questions?" "No," said the sergeant, "I'm waiting for the chief." "Well, did you know that girl came from Albert Lockman's place?" "Good God, no!" "He says she was there to dinner and Lockman turned her out of the house. This boy says he works for Lockman." "Well, I'm damned!" exclaimed the sergeant. And so Samuel was led into a private room.
A minute or two later "the chief" strode in. McCullagh was his name and he was huge and burly, with a red face and a protruding jaw. He went at Samuel as if he meant to strike him. "What's this you're givin' us?" he cried. "Why why " stammered Samuel, in alarm. "You're tryin' to tell me that girl came from Lockman's?" roared the chief. "Yes, sir!" "And you expect me to believe that?"
Master Albert that was what they all called him was said to have an income of over seven hundred thousand dollars a year. What he did with such a sum no one could imagine; he had lived quite alone since his father's death. The house had always been run by Miss Aurelia, old Mr. Lockman's sister, a lady with the lumbago and a terrible temper; but she had died a couple of years ago. Mr.
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