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" Yes, sorr.'"' 



" He'd never come, and if he did he'd shout the 

 place down." 



" Faith, he'd be silent enough, sorr, wid a rope 

 gag in him." 



" We couldn't keep him ten days, and he'd have 

 a tearing action against us — not that I'd care 

 about that. See here, Moriarty." 



" Yes, sorr? " 



" Down with you to the village and station, 

 and if by any chance you see him with Mr Dash- 

 wood — well, b'gad, I'll do it. Get him up here; 

 tell him I want to see him. We may as well 

 try." 



" Yes, sorr." 



Moriarty went into the stables and sHpped on 

 his jacket. An hour later he retm^ned from the 

 village with the news that Mr Dashwood and the 

 strange gentleman had departed for London by 

 the five-o'clock train. 



Early next morning with the letters arrived 

 a telegram that Mr Dashwood had despatched 

 the night before: 



*' Giveen safe." 



Mr French, having read it, put on his dressing- 

 gown, and, crossing over to the door of Miss 

 Grimshaw's room, knocked and pushed the 

 envelope under the door. 



" Read that," shouted Mr French. 



" Good! " came the girl's voice, when she had 



