"Who is it?"
"He didn't give his name, Sir," replied the maid; "but he's a young gentleman. “It is in your hands from now on, Shar. ’ She spoke with difficulty, holding down
the rising emotion that threatened to overwhelm her. She pointed. Over these hung levels, bevels, squares, and other instruments
of measurement. ‘I thought, you see,
that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. They sat face to face beneath an experienced-looking rucksack and a
brand new portmanteau and a leather handbag, in the afternoon-boat train that
goes from Charing Cross to Folkestone for Boulogne.
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