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Now Brendon had been congratulating himself upon the ease with which he had obtained his object and got safely away to Marleck, but had he only known it, this safety had all along been hanging upon a razor's edge and it was by a matter of minutes, only, that he escaped arrest immediately upon his arrival at the capital city.
The express from Sarron had just disgorged its passengers and was backing out to allow another train to come into that same platform, when a frantic message came over the wires with the imperative command that the station was to be closed instantly, and no one allowed to leave until further notice, under any pretext whatsoever.