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Cloyne but from Inchkillin, a small town twelve 

 miles south of Drumgool. The Dancing Mistress 

 and the outside car were to be sold off by his agent 

 and the money held till his return. 



The train started at eleven. At eight o'clock 

 the wagonette and its contents drove away from 

 the house, and at ten minutes to nine the car, with 

 Mr French, Miss Grimshaw and Effie, followed. 

 Doolan was driving, and just as they were turning 

 out of the avenue the whole east side of Drumgool 

 House lit up to a burst of sunshine from over the 

 hills. 



It seemed a lucky omen. That, and the lovely 

 winter's morning through which they were driving, 

 put the party in good spirits, and Doolan's deafness 

 allowed them to talk as freely as they Hked about 

 their affairs. 



"I hope Dick Giveen hasn't seen the wagonette," 

 said French. " If he has he'U be following to the 

 station to find out what's up. If he sees us it 

 won't so much matter, for he'll think, maybe, we 

 are only going for a drive, but the servants and the 

 luggage would give the whole show away." 



" Has he any sort of trap to follow us in? " 

 asked Miss Grimshaw. 



" He has an old shandrahdan of a basket pony- 

 carriage. Maybe he's not up yet, for he's not an 

 early riser. Anyhow, we'U see when we pass the 

 bungalow." 



They were drawing near Drumboyne now; the 

 bungalow inhabited by Mr Giveen lay at the other 



