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"And yet it's twenty-five years since we met, isn't it?" said the old gentleman, almost as if he were talking to himself. "But I knew you at once I was wondering if you remembered me?" "Why, of course," responded Mrs. Greyle. "Besides, I've had an advantage over you. I've seen you, you know, several times at Norcaster. We go to the theatre now and then. Audrey this is Mr.
The girl walked along at his side as he turned towards the village. "I suppose you are one of Mr. Oliver's company?" she observed presently. "You must all be much concerned." "They're all greatly concerned," answered Copplestone. "But I don't belong to the company. No I came to Norcaster this morning to meet Mr.
Oliver he's going I hope I oughtn't to say was going! to produce a play of mine next month, and he wanted to talk about the rehearsals. Everything, of course, was at a standstill when I reached Norcaster at one o 'clock, so I came with Stafford, the business manager, to see what we could do about tracking Mr. Oliver. And I'm afraid, I'm very much afraid "
Bent had gone over to Norcaster that afternoon, on business, and was not to be home until late in the evening: Brereton accordingly dined alone and had ample time to reflect and to think. The reflecting and the thinking largely took the form of speculating on the fact that certain terms and figures which had been set down by Kitely had also been set down by Stoner.
Ring up Norcaster for one thing, and High Gill Junction for another. Give 'em a description of Harborough he'll probably have made for one place or another, to get away by train. And ask 'em at Norcaster to lend you a few plain-clothes men, and to send 'em along here at once by motor there's no train till morning.
Oh, yes!" "Alone?" asked Copplestone. "A-lone!" replied Spurge. "It had got to be dark, and I was thinking of going to sleep, having nought else to do and not expecting cousin Jim that night, when I heard the sound of horses' feet and of wheels. So I cleared out of my hole to where I could see better. Of course, it was Chatfield same old trap and pony but this time he came from Norcaster way.
On the coast, twenty miles off, on the way to Norcaster; you changed for it at Tilmouth Junction. Was there a train leaving soon for Scarhaven? There was in five minutes. Stafford and Copplestone presently found themselves travelling back along the main line.
Brereton put the note in his pocket and turned to the messenger. "Mr. Carfax wishes me to return with you to Norcaster," he remarked. "He mentions a car." "Here, Mr. Brereton round the corner a good one, that will run us there in twenty minutes," replied the messenger. "There's a call to make first," said Brereton.
Elkin added, so many strange rumours are going about Norcaster and the district, that he felt seriously uneasy, and thought it his duty to see me at once. And now what is to be done? The house is being stripped of the best part of its valuables, and in my opinion when that yacht sails it will be for some foreign port. What other object can there be in taking these things away?
And I will have that drop of whisky you talked about." Miss Pett went away, leaving Mallalieu to stare about him and to meditate on this curious change in his fortunes. Well, after all, it was better to be safe and snug under this queer old woman's charge than to be locked up in Norcaster Gaol, or to be hunted about on the bleak moors and possibly to go without food or drink.
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