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"A wonderful man, my comrade Jarsper, sir?"

"Yes," said Barnabas absently

"Though he wouldn't ha' passed as a Grenadier,--not being tall enough,

you see"

"No," said Barnabas, his gaze still fixed

"But as a trap, sir,--as a limb o' the law, he ain't to be

ekalled--nowheres nor nohow"

"No," said Barnabas, rising

"What? are you off, sir-- up his hat, "yes, I o"

"'Olborn way, sir?"

"Yes"

"Why then--foller me, sir,--front door takes you into Gray's Inn

Lane--by your left turn and 'Olborn lays straight afore you,--this

way, sir" But, being come to the front door of the "Gun," Barnabas

paused upon the threshold, lost in abstraction again, and staring at