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Updated: May 31, 2025
Ellenby was out, so the lanky office-boy informed us, but would be sure to return before evening; and we sat and waited by the meagre fire till, as the dusk was falling, we heard his footsteps on the creaking stairs. He halted a moment in the doorway, recognising us apparently without surprise; and then, with a hope that we had not been kept waiting long, he led the way into an inner room.
"Do you care to come with me?" he said. "Where are you going?" I asked him. "We may just catch him," he answered. "Ellenby and Co." The office was on the top floor of an old-fashioned house in a cul-de-sac off the Minories. Mr.
I crossed over and opened it, and there was his name, "Ellenby and Co., Ships' Furnishers," in a court off the Minories. Was he helping her for the sake of his dead master trying to get her away from the man. But why? The woman had stood by and watched the lad murdered. How could he bear even to look on her again?
In some dark corner or some empty railway carriage take it off and roll it up. Then make for the office. Wait there for Ellenby. True as steel, Ellenby; good business man. Be guided by Ellenby." He flung the brief from him with a laugh. "Why, there's not a missing link!" he cried. "And to think that not a fool among us ever thought of it!"
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