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CHAPTER IV
ON THE WAY TO THE "BROOKLYN"
"Oh, what luck!"
"What is the matter now?"
"My order for a railroad ticket from Boston to Fortress Monroe is gone!"
"Is that true? Perhaps Deck Mumpers cleaned you out after he struck you down," suggested the sergeant, quickly. "Feel in your pockets."
Walter did so, and his face blanched. "He did—everything,—my money, keys, cash,—all are missing. What in the world shall I do now?"
"How much money did you have?"
"About twenty dollars. The main thing was that railroad ticket order. If that is gone, how am I to get to Norfolk?"
"Was your name mentioned on the paper?"
"Yes, sir."
"Where was it to be presented? any particular depot?"
