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Frinch's house,' says he. * A matter of fifteen 

 miles,' says I. ' Bad luck to it,' says he, ' I'll have 

 to walk it.' ' Up you get on the car,' says I, ' and 

 sure I'll drive you.' And up he gets, and there he's 

 sitting now, waitin' to be druv — ^bad cess to him! " 



" But who is he? " asked the girl, not quite 

 comprehending the gist of this flood of information. 



Moriarty lowered his voice hah a tone. " He's 

 a bailiff, miss, come down to arrist the horses." 



" Arrest the horses! " 



" It's this way, miss. Mr Frinch had some 

 dalin's wid a Jew money-lender in DubHn be the 

 name of Harrison, and only this mornin' he said to 

 me, ' Moriarty,' he says, ' keep your eye out at the 

 station, for it's I that am afraid this black baste of 

 a Harrison would play us some trick, for them 

 money-lenders has ears that would reach from here 

 to Clontarff,' says he, ' and it's quite on the cards 

 he's heard from his agent I've sold Nip and Tuck, 

 and if he has,' he says, ' it's sure as a gun he'll have 

 a bailiff in before I can get them off the primises ! " 



*' Are Nip and Tuck horses? " asked Miss Grim- 

 shaw, who was beginning to find a subtle interest 

 in Moriarty's conversation. 



" Yes, miss, as clane a pair of hunters as you'd 

 find in Galway." 



" Yes, go on." 



" Well, miss, the horses were due to be taken off 

 be the nine train to-night. Major Sherbourne 

 has bought thim and paid for thim, and now if 

 this chap nails thim Mr Frinch will have to refund 



