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approached, deaf to what Moriarty said, but 

 answering his gesture. 



" Wnat did you mean by letting Mr Giveen take 

 the young lady out in the dinghy without teUing 

 me, you old fool? " asked his master. 



"'sure, he tould me not to tell you, sorr," 

 creaked Micky. 



"To the devil with you!" cried Mr French, 

 giving the tin basin a kick that sent the contents 

 flying into Micky's face, spattering it vnth meal 

 and soaked bread and finely-chopped bits of meat, 

 till it looked hke a new form of pudding. " Off 

 with you and clean your face, and not another 

 word out of you, or I'll send you flying after the 

 basin. Come on with me, Moriarty, down to the 

 cove, till we see if we can get sight of them." 



''Think of the fool letting the girl go out wdththat 

 egg-headed ass of a Dick! " grumbled French, half 

 to himself and haK to Moriarty, as he made down 

 the Devil's Keyhole, followed by the other. " He's 

 been hanging after her for the last week, popping 

 in at aU hours of the day, and as sure as he gets a 

 girl into the boat alone with him he's sure to be 

 making a fool of himself and maybe upsetting her 

 --and1:he both of them drowned. Not that he'd 

 matter— not that he'd drown, either, for that 

 bladder of a head of his would keep him afloat. 

 Do you see any sight of them, Moriarty?" 



They had reached the shore, and Moriarty, 

 standing on a rock and shading his eyes, was 

 looking over the sea. 



