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He jerked his thumb over his shoulder in Myerst's direction, and Breton involuntarily followed the movement. He caught the prisoner's eye, and Myerst laughed. "I daresay you two young men think yourselves very clever," he said sneeringly. "Don't you, now?" "We've been clever enough to catch you, anyway," retorted Breton. "And now we've got you we'll keep you till the police can relieve us of you."

Breton took up Myerst's letter-case and examined its contents. And presently he turned to Spargo. "He's right!" he whispered. "This is quite in order." He turned to Myerst. "All the same," he said, addressing him, "we shan't release you, because we believe you're concerned in the murder of John Marbury. We're justified in holding you on that account." "All right, my young friend," said Myerst.

Spargo, watching the two old men, saw them both quiver at the sound of Myerst's voice; Cardlestone indeed, began to whimper softly. "Look here, Breton," he said, whispering, "this scoundrel's got some hold on these two old chaps they're frightened to death of him. Leave them alone: it would be best for them if they could get some rest. Hold your tongue, you!" he added aloud, turning to Myerst.

Be ready! when he gets that second cheque I guess he'll be off." Breton smiled grimly and nodded. A moment later Spargo whispered again. "Look out, Breton! He's coming." Breton drew back into the angle of the porch; Spargo quitted his protecting bush and took the other angle. The door opened. And they heard Myerst's voice, threatening, commanding in tone. "Now, remember all I've said!