F. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. ” “You have not seen the evening paper?” “No. "Hear me!" cried Thames, bursting into tears. . ‘You do not believe me?’ ‘I do not. It is possible she is dangerous, and the police are looking into several cold murder cases where she may have been involved. Ramage, regarding it and putting a well-booted foot up on the bottom rail. He turned his back on that temptation. Here he was preparing to leap over the hedge into the fields on the left, when he was intercepted by two horsemen, who, hearing the shouts, rode up and struck at him with the butt-ends of their heavy riding-whips. Thus, all her interest in life began to centre upon the patient, who was apparently quite as anchorless as she was. At the same moment a martial flourish, proceeding from cow's horns, tin canisters filled with stones, bladders and cat-gut, with other sprightly, instruments, was struck up, and, enlivened by this harmonious accompaniment, the troop reached its destination in the best possible spirits for an encounter.
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