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"Lord have mercy on us," muttered Moon, making a backward movement as men do when a gun goes off. "Hi am the Sub-Warden of Brikespeare College, Cambridge," proclaimed the uncompromising Moses, "and I can endorse the description you gave of the un'appy Smith.
Hi happened to passing under the house of my friend the Warden of Brikespeare, which is semi-detached from the College and connected with it by two or three very ancient arches or props, like bridges, across a small strip of water connected with the river.
"Dear Sir, It is quite true that I am the porter of Brikespeare College, and that I 'elped the Warden down when the young man was shooting at him, as Mr. Boulter has said in his letter. The young man who was shooting at him was Mr. Smith, the same that is in the photograph Mr. Boulter sends. Yours respectfully, Samuel Barker." Gould handed the two letters across to Moon, who examined them.
Gould, to read two letters one from the Sub-Warden and the other from the porter of Brakespeare College, in Cambridge University." Gould jumped up with a jerk like a jack-in-the-box, an academic-looking paper in his hand and a fever of importance on his face. He began in a loud, high, cockney voice that was as abrupt as a cock-crow: "Sir, Hi am the Sub-Warden of Brikespeare College, Cambridge "
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