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Hope, Anthony, 1863-1933

"The Secret of the Tower"

Such things are incidental to all professions.
"Our best game is to go back; if the Sergeant's on the square, we'll
hear from him." But he spoke without much hope; rationalist as he
professed himself, still he was affected by the atmosphere of the Tower.
With what difficulty do we entirely throw off atavistic notions! They
both of them had, at the bottom of their minds, the idea that the dead
man on the high seat had defeated them, and that no luck lay in meddling
with his treasure.
"I 'ave my doubts whether that ugly Sergeant's 'uman himself," growled
Neddy, as he hoisted his bulk into the car.
So they went back to whence they came; and the impression that the
night's adventure left upon them was heightened as the days went by. For,
strange to say, though they watched all the usual channels of
information, as Ministers say; in Parliament, and also tried to open up
some unusual ones, they never heard anything again of the Sergeant, of
the sack of gold, of the yawning tomb with its golden lining, of its
silent waxen-faced enthroned guardian who had defeated them.


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