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This message he sent in a sluggbullet, being writ in cypher, and wrapped up in lead and swallowed. So the messenger come to my Lord and told him he had a message from the King, but it was yet in his belly; so they did give him some physique, and out it come.
I have before me an exact copy of the original written in Augsburg in the year 1767, and we are now in the year 1798. It runs as follows: "MY LORD, I hope your highness will either burn this letter after reading it, or else preserve it with the greatest care. It will be better, however, to make a copy in cypher, and to burn the original.
I wish the Blue Noses would find as good an excuse in their rumps for running backwards as he has. But the bear 'CYPHERS; he knows how many pounds his hams weigh, and he 'CALCULATES' if he carried them up in the air, they might be top heavy for him. If we had this Province we'd go to work and 'cypher' right off.
Why, especially when the note was already written in so baffling a cypher? Whither had this ragged messenger been going with the mysterious package, and who had sent him, and why? Guessing and musing, I reached home, and found that Hewitt had returned before me. I made my way into his office, and came on him sitting at his desk with a large lens, attentively examining a broken brass padlock.
Master Henshaw might give you a place in his office, and then there would be no need to dwell in that nasty, damp gulley, but we could be in the town. I'll ask my mistress to crave it from him." Stead could not but smile at her eagerness, but he shook his head. "It would be bootless, sweetheart, I cannot carry weights." "No, but you can write." "Very scurvily, and I cannot cypher."
"Don't tell me about the bishop, John," she said, "the bishop is a cypher." "You may be sure Dr Tempest would not have a hand in it if it were not right," said John Walker. "My dear Mr John," said Miss Anne Prettyman, "Dr Tempest is as hard as a bar of iron, and always was. But I am surprised that Mr Robarts should take a part in it."
I spread out the piece of paper, and was astonished to find inscribed on it just such another series of figures, in groups of eight, as was found in the cypher message in the Case of the Lever Key. Here was a great find a secret message as clear to me as to Mayes himself, and as likely as not the scrap of paper that would hang him!
"I thought you were to keep him in sight?" "All right," repeated Gilling. "I have more eyes than these, my boy! I've a particularly smart partner in London name of Swallow and he and I have a cypher code. So soon as the gentleman had left, I repaired to the nearest post office and wired a code message to Swallow. Swallow will meet that train when it strikes King's Cross.
Owing to early education Owen was not deficient in general acquirements. He knew a little Latin and Greek, and could read, write, and cypher well. Added to this, his knowledge of foreign lands was great, and of men and manners greater.
I copied this out carefully in the simple cypher we had agreed on, and handed it to the boy, together with five shillings. "You can keep the change," I said, "and buy fireworks with it. I've been too busy to make any yet." He gurgled out some expressions of gratitude and took his departure, while I renewed my attack upon the sardines and bread.
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