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"Of course it's no proof in itself," answered the other; "but what I mean to say is, that if the doctor, or any other sensible chap, knew all we do about the cipher, and what they said at their last meeting, he wouldn't doubt for a moment but that it was one of them who screwed up Grice's door.
"To Runciman's stables and Harry Stubbings and the like of them. What money does it bring in to steady honest people?" "Look at all the grooms," said Larry. "The impudentest set of young vipers about the place," said the lady. "Look at Grice's business." Grice was the saddler. "Grice indeed! What's Grice?" "And the price of horses?" "Yes; making everything dear that ought to be cheap.
Grice's door, or, at all events, we think we do." So sudden and unexpected was this announcement that it caused the doctor to half rise from his chair, while Oaks and Allingford turned and gazed at the speaker in open-mouthed astonishment.
"Splendid fellow! Worthy of the deed, Lucy! It was the most plucky thing I ever saw!" "You distinguished yourself too," I said. "I? Why, I had a rifle. I galloped down to Grice's for mine at the first, when I saw the menagerie people were cowed. What's that to going at him alone, and mastering him too, as he had done before those idiots thought proper to yell?"
Nawby's office, and demanding of that gentleman, as the official guardian of the late Miss Grice's papers, permission to look over the different documents which the old woman might have left behind her. It was to no earthly purpose that Mr. Tatt represented this course of proceeding as unprofessional, injudicious, against etiquette, and utterly ruinous, looked at from any point of view.
It was while the greater number of their school-fellows were gathered in numerous little groups, whiling away the free time before preparation discussing the various rumours that were current respecting Mr. Grice's encounters with Oaks and Allingford, that the same five conspirators assembled for another secret "confab" in the den beneath the pavilion.
"No, sir," answered Diggory: "we've come now to try to get Oaks out of a scrape; though we were afraid " "Afraid of what?" "Nothing, sir." "Afraid of telling more tales, I suppose. Well, well; the question now is whether the same boys are guilty of having screwed up Mr. Grice's door.
One look at that one close comparison of the hair it was made of, with the surplus hair which had not been used by the jeweler, in Mary Grice's bracelet, and which had been returned to her in her friend's letter was all he wanted in the first place; for this would be enough to clear up every present uncertainty and suspicion connected with the ornament in the drawer of Mr. Blyth's bureau.
"I suppose I've been dozing," he said. "What's happened to everyone? Clarissa?" "Mrs. Dalloway has gone to look at Mr. Grice's fish," Rachel replied. "I might have guessed," said Richard. "It's a common occurrence. And how have you improved the shining hour? Have you become a convert?" "I don't think I've read a line," said Rachel. "That's what I always find. There are too many things to look at.
Tatt left off explaining, and began to play with his terrier. Mat looked up thoughtfully at Joanna Grice's cottage. Might she not, in all probability, have left some important letters behind her? And, if he mentioned who he was, could not the wizen man by his side help him to get at them? "A good deal of mystery about the late Miss Grice," resumed Mr. Tatt, still playing with the terrier.
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