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Hewitt made good in every sense of the word. In fact he did so well that, in time, he took unto himself a wife and is now the head of a family, which lives in a little cottage built on Dr. Hewitt's estate. The name of "Jim Joggers" has given way to the real name of that former knight of the road. However, as the man is sensitive about his idle past, we prefer to remember him as "Joggers."
I mean an opinion of your own?" The old man scrutinized Hewitt's face sharply. "If you'd like me to look into the matter " Hewitt began. "Eh? Oh, look into it! Well, I can't commission you, you know matter for the police. Mischief's done. Police doing very well, I think must be Goujon. But look about the place, certainly, if you like.
A light cart came clattering along the road, and Wilks dropped at once and crouched on his knees till it had passed. Then, staring warily about him, he made straight for the stone behind which Hewitt waited. I saw Hewitt's dark form swing noiselessly round to the other side of the stone.
"There's nothing about here," he said, "but perhaps we can find oh here here's a post-card." He took the card from his pocket, and gave it to Hewitt. "There is nothing else to tell me, then?" queried Hewitt. "Are you sure that you have forgotten nothing that has happened since you first arrived nothing at all?" There was meaning in the emphasis, and a sharp look in Hewitt's eyes. "No, Mr.
It was at the height of the excitement, and, as I have said, two days after the return of Hewitt and myself from Throckham, when the case of the Burnt Barn had been disposed of, that Detective-Inspector Plummer called. I was in Hewitt's office at the time, having, in fact, called in on my way to learn if he had heard more from Mr.
Hewitt's client produced a screw-driver from a drawer, and in a very few moments the interior of the little padlock lay uncovered. Hewitt examined the lock attentively for some few minutes, trying the key several times against the levers. Then he stood up and said "Mr. Bell, you have made a mistake. This is not your lock at all!" "Not my lock!" exclaimed the broker. "What do you mean?
Allan, watching them, out of earshot, from the living-room where he had been wheeled, saw Phyllis smiling warmly up at his friend, lingering in talk with him, giving him both hands in farewell; and he saw, too, Hewitt's rapt interest and long leave-taking. At last the door closed, and Phyllis came back to him, flushed and animated.
Then he broke out in a hoarse shout the sound in that quiet sylvan spot was like a tocsin: "Fire! An awful fire! Hewitt's pine woods up that road!" He waved a wild, bare arm his shirt-sleeve was torn to the shoulder. "Go and git help. They need all the men they can git!" He dropped from the running-board and ran back up the hill through the bushes.
It was, indeed, only two days after Plummer's visit that Kerrett brought into Hewitt's private room the card of the Rev. James Potswood, with a request for a consultation. Mr.
"I think our business is about brought to a head now," Hewitt remarked, on the stairs. "Here are the police officers from Twyford." The men were standing in the hall with Mr. Lloyd, who, on catching sight of the cage in Hewitt's hand, paled suddenly. "This is the person who will be charged, I think," Hewitt pursued, addressing the officers, and indicating Lloyd with his finger.
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