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Phillpotts, Eden, 1862-1960

"The Red Redmaynes"

"
Mr. Redmayne nodded.
"And at the same time you had better take the poor wretch some food
and drink and the lamp. How he has lived for the last six months I
cannot understand."
"He has been in France--so he says."
Bendigo did not take long to determine a course of action and
Brendon approved his decisions.
"In the first place," declared Robert Redmayne's brother, "the man
must be mad, whatever appears to the contrary. This story points to
that, and seeing he is still free and has succeeded in existing and
avoiding the police in two countries, one can only say that with his
madness he has developed amazing cunning too. But, as Jenny reports,
he's on his beam ends at last. He knows this house and he knows the
way to it. So I'll do this.
"I'll agree to see him to-night--or rather to-morrow morning. I'll
bid him come at one o'clock, and he shall find the door open and a
light in the hall. He can walk straight in and mount up to me in the
tower, and I'll swear the needful oath that he shall see nobody else
and be free to go again when he pleases.


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