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REPRESENTATIVES. he drops. "


Representatives, he drops"
80 that we can fish 1t out again"
IF we can see what 1t is, we shant
want to. The police can have a go
at 1t tomorrow. But If it's some
thing we cant Identify from dis
lance, then we must try and get it
out. To see whether It's worth tell
Ing the police about"
Yves said Bill. wrinkling his
forehead ''Of course, the trouble
with water is that one bit OF 1t looks
pretty much like the next bit. don't
know if that had occurred to you"
1T had" smiled Antony. Let's
come and have look at it"
They walked to- the edge OF the
copse, and lay down there in silence.
looking at the pond beneath them.
See anything?" said Antony at
last.
''What?"
1.-THE fence on the other side"
what about it?''
We'll, it's rather useful. that's
ALL
Said Sherlock Holmes enigmati-
cally," added Bill "A moment later.
his friend Watson had hurled him
into the pond"
Antony laughed.
II love being sherlocly," he said.
IT'S very unfair OF you not to play
up to me-"
why is that fence useful. my
dear Holmes?" said Bill obediently.
Because you can take bearing
on It. You see"
eyes, you needn't stop to explain
to me what a bearing IS"
81 wasn't going to. But you're
lying here"-he looked up-"under-
meath this pine-tree. Cayley comes
out in the old boat and drops his
parcel in. You take a line from here
on to the boat, and mark it OF on
the fence there. Say it's the fifth
post from the end. Well. then /
take line from my tree-we'n find
one for me directly-and it comes
on to the twentieth post. say. And
where the two nnas meet, there shal
the eagles be gathered together.
| @. E D. And there. l almost forgot
| to remark, will the taller eagle,
Beverley by name, do his famous
diving act. AS performed nightly at
the Hippodrome."
| Bill looked at him uneasily.
II say. really7 It's beastly dirty
water. you know"
I'm afraid so. Bill. So It is writ
| ten in the book OF Jasher."
"Of course l knew that one Of US
would have to, but hoped-oh, well,
| it's warm night"
Just the night for a battle"
agreed Antony, getting up. We'll
now, let's have a look for my tree"
They walked down to the margin
of the pond and then looked back.
Bits tree stood up and took the
evening, tail and unmistakable. fifty
feet nearer 10 heaven than its
neighbors. But it had it's fellow at
the other end of the copse. not quite
so tall. perhaps. but equally con-
spicuous.
That's where I shall be- said
Antony, pointing to 1t. Now. for
curately."
Thanks very much, but shall do
it for my own sake" said Bill with
feeling. 81 don't want to spend the
whole night diving"
TX OH the hVSL All q S1A dA5 AI AAhS
with you and the splash, and then
count backward to the beginning of
the fence"
Fright. old boy. Leave 1t to me.
can do this on my head.
well, that's how you will have to
do the last part of it," said Antony
with a smile.
He looked at his watch. It was
nearly time to change for dinner.
They started to walk back to the
house together.
At midnight the pond was waiting
for them, more solemn in the moon
light. The trees which crowned the
sloping bank on the far side OF 1t
were mysteriously silent. 1t seemed
that they had the world very much
| to themselves.
Almost unconsciously Antony
spoke in a whisper.
There's your tree, there's mine.
AS long as you don't move. there's
no chance of his seeing you. After
| he's gone, don't come out till do.
He won't be here for quarter of
an hour or so. so don't be impatient"
"Rlghto," whispered Bill.
Antony gave him a nod and a
smile. and they walked of to their
posts.
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