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Spargo was about to admit that there was a good deal to be said on that point when Miss Aylmore suddenly drew her sister's attention to a man who had just entered the well of the court. "Look, Jessie!" she observed. "There's Mr. Elphick!"

Between them they managed to get Cardlestone to his bed, and Spargo, with a happy thought, boiled water on the rusty stove and put hot bottles to his feet. When that was done they persuaded Elphick to lie down in the inner room. Presently both old men fell asleep, and then Breton and Spargo suddenly realized that they themselves were hungry and wet and weary.

It is not matter of suspicion, or of idea, or of conjecture, it is fact fact!" Mr. Elphick slowly turned his face to Miss Baylis. He gasped out a few words. "You did not tell me this!" Then Spargo, turning to the woman, saw that she, too, was white to the lips and as frightened as the man. "I didn't know!" she muttered. "He didn't tell me. He only told me this morning what what I've told you."

"One thing at once," he continued, as they walked up Middle Temple Lane. "This is the first thing. You ask the porter if he's seen anything of either of them he knows you." The porter, duly interrogated, responded with alacrity. "Anything of Mr. Elphick this morning, Mr. Breton?" he answered. "Certainly, sir. I got a taxi for Mr. Elphick and Mr. Cardlestone early this morning soon after seven. Mr.

"Have I? How do you know they didn't entrust me with these cheques as their agent?" exclaimed Myerst. "Answer me that! Or, rather, let them answer if they dare. Here you, Cardlestone, you Elphick didn't you give me these cheques as your agent? Speak up now, and quick!"

"Look here, Spargo," he continued. "I'm going to write a note to the superintendent of police at Hawes there's a farm half a mile from here where I can get a man to ride down to Hawes with the note. Now, if you want to send a wire to the Watchman, draft it out, and he'll take it with him." Elphick began to move in his corner. "Must the police come?" he said. "Must "

I observed that the gentleman's name was Elphick." Spargo contrived to get in a glance at his proprietor and his editor a glance which came near to being a wink. "Just so Elphick," he said. "A law gentleman I think you said, Mrs. Gutch?" "I said," answered Mrs. Gutch, "as how he looked like a lawyer gentleman.

And half-unconsciously he murmured aloud: "Elphick's door is closed!" It never occurred to Spargo to knock again: instinct told him that Elphick's door was closed because Elphick was not there; closed because Elphick was not going to keep the appointment. He turned and walked slowly back along the corridor.

"Spargo," he said, "I'm pretty sure you'll find whisky in there. Give them both a stiff dose: they've broken up. Now, guardian," he continued, when Spargo had carried out this order, "what was he after? Shall I suggest it? Was it blackmail?" Cardlestone began to whimper; Elphick nodded his head. "Yes, yes!" he muttered. "Blackmail! That was it blackmail. He he got money papers from us.

Elphick lifted his hand. "Hush hush!" he said imploringly. "Mr. Spargo means well, I am sure I am convinced. If Mr. Spargo will hear me " But before Spargo could reply, a loud insistent knocking came at the outer door. Elphick started nervously, but presently he moved across the room, walking as if he had received a blow, and opened the door. A boy's voice penetrated into the sitting-room.

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