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I parted from him at the door. As a comforter he had failed to qualify. He had not eased my mind to the slightest extent. Looking at it now I can see that the days which followed Audrey's arrival at Sanstead marked the true beginning of our acquaintanceship. Before, during our engagement, we had been strangers, artificially tied together, and she had struggled against the chain.
Towards the evening there arose the question of return to Sanstead. I had not gathered whether Mr Abney had intended to set any time-limit on my wanderings, or whether I was not supposed to come back except with the deserters. I decided that I had better remain in London, at any rate for another night, and went to the nearest post office to send Mr Abney a telegram to that effect.
It asks you in set terms to ah hasten to kidnap Ogden Ford. Do you wish me to read it to you? Or do you confess to knowing its contents? He waited for a reply. I had none to make. 'You do not deny that you came to Sanstead House for the deliberate purpose of kidnapping Ogden Ford? I had nothing to say. I caught a glimpse of Audrey's face, cold and hard, and shifted my eyes quickly.
I had not been at Sanstead House two days before doubts began to creep in on this point. What the boy, observing the assistant-master standing about in apparently magnificent idleness, does not realize is that the unfortunate is really putting in a spell of exceedingly hard work.
Unless there were two men in the neighbourhood of Sanstead who hailed from the Bowery, this must be the man I had seen at the 'Feathers' who had incurred the disapproval of Miss Benjafield. 'I haven't the faintest idea what you mean, I said. 'What is my game? His voice became reproachful again. 'Ah chee! he protested.
I spent the night in London, and arrived at Sanstead by an early morning train with a suit-case containing, among other things, a Browning pistol. I was a little ashamed of this purchase. To the Buck MacGinnis type of man, I suppose, a pistol is as commonplace a possession as a pair of shoes, but I blushed as I entered the gun-shop.
'Brodley Arnold's Easy Prose Sentences. 'Yes, sir. 'And Caesar's Gallic Wars. 'What name, sir? 'Caesar. 'Thank you, sir. Anything else, sir? 'No, that will be all. 'Very good, sir. He shimmered from the room. Thank goodness, Smith always has thought me mad, and is consequently never surprised at anything I ask him to do. Sanstead House was an imposing building in the Georgian style.
One, who was dark and handsome, I did not know. The other was Mrs Drassilis. I was given no leisure for wondering how Cynthia's mother came to be in the grounds of Sanstead House, for her companion, almost before the car had stopped, jumped out and clutched me by the arm, at the same time uttering this cryptic speech: 'Whatever he offers I'll double!
Given an automobile, success was certain. Sanstead House stood absolutely alone. There was not even a cottage within half a mile. A train broken down in the middle of the Bad Lands was not more cut off. Consider, too, the peculiar helplessness of a school in such a case. A school lives on the confidence of parents, a nebulous foundation which the slightest breath can destroy.
I do not know what effect it would have had on Napoleon's tactics if his army say, before Austerlitz had spoken of his manoeuvres as a 'fool game' and of himself as a 'big chump', but I doubt if it would have stimulated him. The back door of Sanstead House opened on to a narrow yard, paved with flagstones and shut in on all sides but one by walls.
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