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  HamelmetKinsleyshortlybeforeoneo’clockthefollowingafternoon,intheloungeoftheRoyalHotelatNorwich。

  “Yougotmywire,then?“thelatterasked,asheheldouthishand。

  “IhaditsentbyspecialmessengerfromWells。“

  “Itarriveddirectlyafterbreakfast,“Hamelreplied。“Itwasn’ttheeasiestmattertogethere,eventhen,forthereareonlyabouttwotrainsaday,andIdidn’twanttoborrowacarfromMr。

  Fentolin。“

  “Quiteright,“Kinsleyagreed。“Iwantedyoutocomeabsolutelyonyourown。Let’sgetintothecoffee-roomandhavesomelunchnow。

  Iwanttocatchtheafternoontrainhacktotown。“

  “Doyoumeantosaythatyou’vecomeallthewaydownheretotalktomeforhalfanhourorso?“Hameldemanded,astheytooktheirplacesatatable。

  “Allthewayfromtown,“Kinsleyassented,“anduptotheeyesinworkweare,too。Dick,whatdoyouthinkofMilesFentolin?“

  “HangedifIknow!“Hamelanswered,withasigh。

  “Nothingdefinitetotellus,then?“Nothing!“

  “WhataboutMr。JohnP。Dunster?“

  “Heleftyesterdaymorning,“Hamelsaid。“Isawhimgo。Helookedveryshaky。IunderstoodthatMr。FentolinsenthimtoYarmouth。“

  “DidMr。Fentolinknowthattherewasanenquiryonfootaboutthisman’sdisappearance?“Kinsleyasked。

  “Certainly。IheardLordSaxthorpetellhimthatthepolicehadreceivedorderstoscourthecountryforhim,andthattheywerecomingtoSt。David’sHall。“

  Kinsley,foramoment,wassingularlyandeloquentlyprofane。

  “That’swhyMr。Fentolinlethimgo,then。IfSaxthorpehadonlyheldhistongue,orifthoseinfernalpolicehadn’tgotchatteringwiththemagistrates,wemighthavemadeacoup。Asitis,thegame’sup。Mr。DunsterleftforYarmouth,yousay,yesterdaymorning?“

  “Isawhimgomyself。Helookedveryshakyandill,buthewasabletosmokeabigcigarandwalkdown-stairsleaningonthedoctor’sarm。“

  “Idon’tdoubt,“Kinsleyremarked,“butthatyousawwhatyousayyousaw。Atthesametime,youmaybesurprisedtohearthatMr。

  Dunsterhasdisappearedagain。“

  “Disappearedagain?“Hamelmuttered。

  “Itlooksverymuch,“Kinsleycontinued,“asthoughyourfriendMilesFentolinhasbeenplayingwithhimlikeacatwithamouse。

  Hehasbeenobligedtoturnhimoutofonehiding-place,andhehassimplytransferredhimtoanother。“

  Hamellookeddoubtful。

  “Mr。Dunsterleftquitealoneinthecar,“hesaid。“Hewasonhisguardtoo,forMr。Fentolinandhehadhadwords。1reallycan’tseehowitwaspossibleforhimtohavegotintoanymoretrouble。“

  “Whereishe,then?“Kinsleydemanded。“Come,Iwillletyoualittlefurtherintoourconfidence。Wehavereasontobelievethathecarrieswithhimawrittenmessagewhichispracticallytheonlychancewehaveofavoidingdisasterduringthenextfewdays。ThatwrittenmessageisaddressedtothedelegatesatTheHague,whoarenowsitting。NothinghadbeenheardofDunsterorthedocumenthecarries。NowordhascomefromhimofanysortsinceheleftSt。

  David’sHall。“

  “Haveyoutriedtotracehimfromthere?“Hamelasked。

  “Tracehim?“Kinsleyrepeated。“Byheavens,youdon’tseemtounderstand,Dick,theimmense,theextraordinaryimportanceofthismantous!ThecleverestdetectiveinEnglandspentyesterdayunderyournoseatSt。David’sHall。Thereareadozenothersworkinguponthejobashardastheycan。Allthereportsconfirmwhatyousay-thatDunsterleftSt。David’sHallathalf-pastnineyesterdaymorning,andhecertainlyarrivedinYarmouthatalittlebeforetwelve。Fromthereheseems,however,tohavecompletelydisappeared。ThecarwentbacktoSt。David’sHallempty;themanonlystayedlongenoughinYarmouth,infact,tohavehisdinner。

  Wecannotfindasinglesmackownerwhowasapproachedinanywayforthehireofaboat。Yarmouthhasbeenransackedinvain。HecertainlyhasnotarrivedatTheHagueorweshouldhaveheardnewsatonce。Asalastresource,Irandownheretoseeyouonthechanceofyourhavingpickedupanyinformation。“

  Hamelshookhishead。

  “YouseemtoknowagooddealmorethanIdo,already,“hesaid。

  “WhatdoyouthinkofMr。Fentolin?Youhavestayedinhishouse。

  Youhavehadanopportunityofstudyinghim。“

  “Sofarasmyimpressionsgo,“Hamelreplied,“everythingwhichyouhavesuggestedmightverywellbetrue。Ithinkthateitheroutofsheerloveofmischief,orfromsomesubtlermotive,heiscapableofanything。Everyoneintheplace,exceptonepoorwoman,seemstolookuponhimasasortofsupernaturalbeing。Hegivesmoneyawaytoworthlesspeoplewithbothhands。YetIshareyouropinionofhim。Ibelievethatheisacreaturewithoutconscienceormorals。

  Ihavesatathistableandshiveredwhenhehassmiled。“

  “AreyoustayingatSt。David’sHallnow?“

  “Ileftyesterday。“

  “Whereareyounow,then?“

  “IamatSt。David’sTower-thelittleplaceItoldyouofthatbelongedtomyfather-butIdon’tknowwhetherIshallbeabletostopthere。Mr。Fentolin,forsomereasonorother,verymuchresentedmyleavingtheHallandwasveryannoyedatmyinsistinguponclaimingtheTower。WhenIwentdowntothevillagetogetsomeonetocomeupandlookafterme,therewasn’tawomantherewhowouldcome。Itdidn’tmatterwhatIoffered,theywereallthesame。Theyallmutteredsomeexcuseorother,andseemedonlyanxioustoshowmeout。Atthevillageshoptheyseemedtohatetoservemewithanything。ItwasallIcoulddotogetapacketoftobaccoyesterdayafternoon。YouwouldreallythinkthatIwasthemostunpopularpersonwhoeverlived,anditcanonlybebecauseofMr。Fentolin’sinfluence。“

  “Mr。Fentolinevidentlydoesn’tliketohaveyouinthelocality,“

  Kinsleyremarkedthoughtfully。

  “HewasallrightsolongasIwasatSt。David’sHall,“Hamelobserved。

  “What’sthislittleplacelike-St。David’sTower,youcallit?“

  Kinsleyasked。

  “Justalittlestonebuildingactuallyonthebeach,“Hamelexplained。“ThereisalargeshedwhichMr。Fentolinkeepslockedup,andthehabitableportionconsistsjustofabedroomandsitting-room。FromwhatIcansee,Mr。Fentolinhasbeenmakingasortofhobbyoftheplace。Thereistelephoniccommunicationwiththehouse,andheseemstohaveusedthesitting-roomasasortofstudio。Hepaintsseapicturesandreallypaintsthemerywell。“

  Amancameintothecoffee-room,madesomeenquiryofthewaiterandwentoutagain。Hamelstaredathiminapuzzledmanner。Forthemomenthecouldonlyrememberthatthefacewasfamiliar。Thenhesuddenlygaveventtoalittleexclamation。

  “AnyonewouldthinkthatIhadbeenfollowed,“heremarked。“ThemanwhohasjustlookedintotheroomisoneofMr。Fentolin’sparasitesorbodyguards,orwhateveryoucallthem。“

  “Youprobablyhave,“Kinsleyagreed。“Whatpostdoesheholdinthehousehold?“

  “Ihavenoidea,“Hamelreplied。“IsawhimthefirstdayIarrivedandnotsince。Sortofsecretary,Ishouldthink。“

  “Heisaqueer-lookingfellow,anyway,“Kinsleymuttered。“Lookout,Dick。Herehecomesbackagain。“

  Mr。Ryanapproachedthetablealittlediffidently。

  “Ihopeyouwillforgivetheliberty,sir,“hesaidtoHamel。“Yourememberme,Itrust-Mr。Ryan。IamthelibrarianatSt。David’sHall。“

  Hamelnodded。

  “IthoughtI’dseenyouthere。“

  “Iwaswondering,“themancontinued,“whetheryouhadacarofMr。

  Fentolin’sinNorwichto-day,andifso,whetherImightbegaseatbackincaseyouwerereturningbeforethefiveo’clocktrain?I

  cameinearlythismorningtogothroughsomemanuscriptsatasecond-handbookseller’shere,andIhaveunfortunatelymissedthetrainback。“

  Hamelshookhishead。

  “Icameinbytrainmyself,orIwouldhavegivenyoualiftback,withpleasure,“hesaid。

  Mr。Ryanexpressedhisthanksbrieflyandlefttheroom。Kinsleywatchedhimfromoverthetopofanewspaper。

  “SothatisoneofMr。Fentolin’screatures,too,“heremarked。

  “KeepinghiseyeonyouinNorwich,eh?Tellme,Dick,by-the-by,howdoyougetonwiththerestofMr。Fentolin’shousehold,andexactlyofwhomdoesitconsist?“

  “Thereishissister-in-law,“Hamelreplied,“Mrs。SeymourFentolin。

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