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for a second then I reentered my rooure of a arden of which I have so often spoken He did not try

to open the gate; he cliht into the

alley

For a moment I considered These were odd actions, surely; but was it my

place to interfere? I remembered the cold stare in the eyes of Captain

Fraser-Freer when I presented that letter I saw hi motionless

in his murky study, as amiable as a statue Would he welcome an

intrusion fros and went down to find

Walters He and his ere eating their dinner in the basement I

told him what had happened He said he had let no visitor in to see the

captain, and was inclined to view s with a cold British eye

However, I persuaded hio with me to the captain's rooland the way of the

intruder is hard, I ordered Walters to go first He stepped into the

rooed chandelier