There was no sense in creating further difficulties for herself by arguing with the sergeant over her identity. There was another little thing he had to say. Stanley allowed his paper to drop a little, and scrutinized the hats and brows of their three fellow-travellers. His face was downcast. Imbecile. As soon as they had got out, the vehicle was drawn up at the back of a tree near the cage. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. “Your brother has gone?” she asked Sydney, between the courses. The detective reckoned that his quarry would be up in ten days more.
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