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Heron Hall lies on the other side of the river. I want the letter taken there early this morning." Pottinger touched his forehead. "I know the Hall, sir; I've ridden over there with messages from the housekeeper and from Mr. Davis." "There will be no answer," said Stafford. "Simply leave it." "Yes, sir," said Pottinger. "Would you mind putting it in my saddle-wallet, sir?
At the same time her eye had noted Pottinger's coat and waistcoat which hung on a hook at the stall-post with the saddle-wallet slung over them. The coat was an old one with gaping pockets, and there was no sign of a letter in them, or in the waistcoat. Instinctively, she knew that it was in the wallet. "What splendid condition that horse is in, Pottinger," she said. "His coat is like satin.
When they reached the foot of the tower, there was light enough to see a huge chain dangling from the parapet, but dangling only halfway. The deaf-mute took from his saddle-wallet a sort of ladder, arranged in pieces like a puzzle, fitted it together, and lifted it up to meet the chain.