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In a minute or two he hit off this: TIMETOLETUM, which reads Time Toletum=Honour Toledo, or Timeto Letum=Fear death. Cayley's attempts, though not so neat, were not bad. Here are a couple of them: Though slight I am, no slight I stand, Saying my master's sleight of hand. or: Come to the point; unless you do, The point will shortly come to you.
But I began to feel now that Robert was an incident only; that the plot was a plot of Cayley's against Mark either to get him to kill his brother, or to get his brother to kill him and that for some inexplicable reason Mark seemed to be lending himself to the plot." He was silent for a little, and then said, almost to himself, "I had seen the empty brandy bottles in that cupboard."
It was Cayley's only chance of getting a start on Antony, of getting to the windows first, of working them open somehow before Antony caught him up. Even if that were impossible, he must get there first, just to make sure. Perhaps they were open. He must get away from Antony and see.
One always heard the man in the next flat knocking out his pipe. Would Antony understand? Umpt-y-iddy-umpt-y-iddy. C. for Cayley, Antony. Cayley's here. For God's sake, wait. "Good Lord! Sermons!" said Bill, with a loud laugh. "What?" Cayley looked up suddenly. Bill's back moved slowly along, his fingers beating a tattoo on the shelves as he walked. "Er no," said Cayley, with a little laugh.
You'll want to communicate with your friends at once, of course, and start arranging about your defence. I can send a wire, or telephone to any one on my way home if you like." He really was an astonishing good sort, though he had been implacable on the handcuff question. I thanked him, and gave him Jim Cayley's name and address and telephone number. "All right; I'll let Mr.
For of one thing Antony was certain. Cayley knew more than he professed to know. That is to say, he knew more than he wanted other people to know he knew. Antony was one of the "other people"; if, therefore, he was for trying to find out what it was that Cayley knew, he could hardly expect Cayley's approval of his labours. It would be 'The George, then, for Antony after the inquest.
'Well, said he, 'I suppose you must be right. Said I proudly, 'I am. For the window is open, I said. Oh, you incomparable ass!" He understood now. It explained so much that had been puzzling him. He tried to put himself in Cayley's place Cayley, when Antony had first discovered him, hammering at the door and crying, "Let me in!"
You get back to your tree and watch, in case Cayley comes again. Your bedroom is the left-hand end one, and Cayley's the end but one? Is that right?" Bill nodded. "Right. Wait in hiding till I come back. I don't know how long I shall be, but don't be impatient. It will seem longer than it is." He patted Bill on the shoulder, and with a smile and a nod of the head he left him there.
Which is rather a consoling thought to a lazy person like me." "But it makes it much harder, if we can't really look properly." "Harder to find, yes, but so much easier to look. For instance, the passage might begin in Cayley's bedroom. Well, now we know that it doesn't." "We don't know anything of the sort," protested Bill. "We know for the purposes of our search.
Their father, a clergyman and later a bishop, spent his leisure in scientific reading and in the invention of a typewriter which, however, he never perfected. He inspired an interest in scientific principles in his boys' minds by giving them toys which would stimulate their curiosity. One of these toys was a helicopter, or Cayley's Top, which would rise and flutter awhile in the air.
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