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Hope, Anthony, 1863-1933

"The Secret of the Tower"

Of course we must have a look round first. Then, if
the coast's clear, I'll nip in and shove something up against the door of
the place while you're following. The Sergeant's to stay on guard at the
door of the house, so that we can't be taken in the rear. See?"
"Righto!"
"Then--well, we've got to find the stuff, and when we've found it, you've
got to carry it, Neddy. Don't mind if it's a bit heavy, do you?"
"I don't want to overstrain myself," said Neddy jocularly, "but I'll do
my best with it, only hope it's there!"
"It must be there. Hasn't got wings, has it? At any rate not till you put
it in your pocket, and go out for an evening with the ladies!"
Neddy paid this pleasantry the tribute of a laugh, but he had one more
business question to ask:
"Where are we to stow the car? How far off?"
"The Sergeant has picked out a big clump of trees, a hundred yards from
the cottage on the Sprotsfield side, and about thirty yards from the
road. Pretty clear going to it, bar the bracken--she'll do it easily.
There she'll lie, snug as you like. As we go by Sprotsfield, the car
won't have to pass the Cottage at all--that's an advantage--and yet it's
not over far to carry the stuff.


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