Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-08-09
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to begin"
ut needn't begin here at all. nee
it?" said Bill, walking round wit
bent head, and tapping the othe
walls. He was just too tall to stan
upright in the shed.
There's only one reason why
should, and that Is that it woul
save us the trouble of looking any
where else for it."
Antony began to feel in his poe
kets for his pipe and tobacco, an
then suddenly stopped and stiffene'
to attention. For a moment h
stood listening. with his head o.
one side, holding up a finger to BIZ
Bill listen. too.
What is it?" whispered Bill.
Antony waved him to silence AM
remained listening. Very quietly h
went down on his knees and listened
again. Then he put his ear to tn
floor. He got up and busted himsel
quickly, walked across to Bill an'
whispered in his ear:
Footsteps. Somebody coming
When l begin to talk, back me up.
Bill nodded. Antony gave him III
encouraging pat on the back, ant
stepped firmly across to the box o
bowls. whistling loudly to himself
He took the bowls out, dropped ont
with a loud bang on the floor. said
"Oh, Lord!" and went on:
II say, Bill, 1 don't think 1 want
to play bowls, after ALL"
"Well, why did you say you did q
grumbled Bill.
Antony flashed a smile of appre-
citation at him.
We'll, l wanted to when l said
did, and now l don't want to-"
Then what do you want to do?'
There's a eat on the lawn. Let's
go over there and bring these things
along in case we want to play"
As they went across the lawn An
tony dropped the bowls and took out
his pipe.
"Got a match" he said loudly.
AS he bent his head over the
match he whispered, "Therell be
listening to us. You take
the Cayley view" They walked
over TO the seat and sat down.
What a heavenly night" said
Antony.
Ripping"
II wonder where that poor devil
Mark is now"
Its a rum business"
you agree with Cayley-that it
was an ~accident?"
Eyes. You see, 1 know Mark"
Him." Antony produced a pencil
and a piece of paper and began to
write on his knee, but while he
he talked. He said that he
thought Mark had shot his brother
a fit of anger. and that Cayley
or anyhow guessed, this, and
had tried to give his cousin a chance
Of getting away.
Mind yop, I think he's right. 1
think it's what any of us would do.
| shan't give it away, of course. but
there are one or two little
things which make me think that
Mark really did shoot his brother
| mean other than accidentally"
Murdered him?"
well, manslaughtered him, any,
1 may be wrong. Anyway. it's
not my business"
But why do you think SO? Be-
cause o the keys?"
ooh. the keys are a washout. Still,
it was a brilliant idea of mine,
wasn't it,"
He had finished his writing, and
now passed the paper over to Bill.
In the clear moonlight the carefully
printed letters could easily be read:
go on talking as if / were here.
After a minute or two, turn round
as If l were sitting on the grass be-
hind you, but go on talking"
u know you don't agree with
me-" Antony went on as Bill read,
you'll see that I'm right"
Bill looked up and nodded eager
ly. He had forgotten golf and Betty
and all the other things which had
made UP his world lately. This was
the real thing. This was life. !
well" he began deliberately,
"the whole point is that I know
Mark. Now. Mark"
But Antony was off the seat and
himself gently down into the
ditch. His intention was to crawl
The footsteps which he had heard
to be underneath the shed;
probably there was a trap-door of
some kind in the floor. Whoever it
would have heard their voices,
and would probably think it worth
while to listen to what they were
saying.
He walked quickly but very silent
~ dioHS TIE udll-lclStH OF the
bowling-green to the first corner,
passed cautiously round, and then
went even more carefully along the
width of it to the second corner. He
could hear Bill hard at it, and he
smiled appreciatively to himself. Bill
was a great conspirator-worth n
hundred Watsons. AS he approached
the second corner he slowed down,
and did the last few yards on hands
and knees. Then, lying at full
length, inch by inch his head went
round the orner
The shed was two or three yards
to his left. on the opposite side of
the ditch. From where he lay he
could see almost entirely inside it.
Everything seemed to be as they
left it. The bowls-box, the lawn
mower, the roller, the open croquet-
box, the
"By Jove!" said Antony to him
self, that's neat"
The lid of the other croquet-box
was open, too.
Bill was turning round now; his
voice became more difficult to hear.
you see what I mean" he was say
ing. eff Cayley-"
And out of the second croquet-box
came Cayley's black head.
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