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It mattered little to any man living at ease in a fat Buckinghamshire valley what King or Commonwealth ruled in London, so long as there was a ready market at Aylesbury or Thame for all the farm could produce, and civil war planted neither drake nor culverin on Brill Hill.
"By stories artificially related both to the General and his Lady," writes Lord Mordaunt to him on May 4th, 1660, "your enemies have possessed them both with a very ill opinion of you, which has showed itself by several bitter expressions very lately uttered at St. James's." Curiously enough, William Aylesbury, brother-in-law of Hyde, was at one time the tutor of the young Duke.
Our only claim is to be a wall across Christendom against the Jew pedlars and pawnbrokers, against the Goldsteins and the " The Duke of Aylesbury swung round with his hands in his pockets. "Oh, I say," he said, "you've been readin' Lloyd George. Nobody but dirty Radicals can say a word against Goldstein."
Before starting the Express train, we must not fail to note one new class of passengers, recruited by the speed of railways, viz., the number of gentlemen in breeches, boots, and spurs, with their pinks just peeping from under their rough jackets, who, during the season, get down to Aylesbury, Bletchley, and even Wolverton, to hunt, and back home again to dinner. But the signal sounds.
"I discovered the book in my own library after you had gone last night, Knox, and it was then that I marked the passages which struck me as significant." "But, Harley," I cried, "the man who is quoted here, Colin Camber, lives in this very neighbourhood!" "I know." "What! You know?" "I learned it from Inspector Aylesbury of the County Police half an hour ago." Harley frowned perplexedly.
He had been home only three weeks when "the said Philip Palmer" seized him again, dragged him out of bed, sent him, without any cause shown, to Aylesbury gaol, and kept him a year and a half prisoner "in rooms so cold, damp, and unhealthy, that it went very near to cost him his life, and procured him so great a distemper that he lay weak of it several months.
There was a subdued and sombre cheerfulness in him, and when I questioned him about his early life, he talked very freely in his slow old peasant way. He was born in a village in the Vale of Aylesbury, and began work as a ploughboy on a very big farm. He had a good master and was well fed, the food being bacon, vegetables, and homemade bread, also suet pudding three times a week.
Up to the very moment that Paul Harley, who had withdrawn, rejoined us in the garden, Inspector Aylesbury had not grasped the significance of that candle burning upon the yew tree.
"I had deferred looking for the bullet," he explained, "as the case was already as clear as daylight. Probably Mr. Harley has discovered it." "I have," said Harley, shortly. "Is it the regulation bullet?" asked Wessex. "It is. I found it embedded in one of the yew trees." "There you are!" exclaimed Aylesbury. "There isn't the ghost of a doubt." Wessex looked at Harley in undisguised perplexity.
This was not an easy task, yet he found out one who had already given an experiment of his readiness to take other men's goods, being not long before released out of Aylesbury gaol, where he very narrowly escaped the gallows for having stolen a cow.
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