They merely saw his shoulders twitch
as though he didn't wish to be bothered at the moment.
"Don't know," he said laconically, "and if that were true, where are
the bodies?... Gad! Just as I thought! Come here, gentlemen, this may
interest you. See that flame there! It's no more natural marsh gas than
I am! There's human agency all right, Sir Nigel. There's natural marsh
gas and there are--other things as well. Those marsh lights are being
augmented. But for what purpose? What reason? That's the thing we've got
to find out."
CHAPTER XII
"AS A THIEF IN THE NIGHT--"
The arrival of Dollops lighted a spark of great interest in the servants'
hall. The newly engaged maids accepted him for his youth and sharp
manners, as an innovation which they rather fancied than otherwise.
Borkins alone stood aloof. It seemed to the man that here, in Dollops'
lithe, young form, in the very ginger of his carrotty hair, in the
stridency of this cockney accent--which Cleek had endeavoured to
eradicate without a particle of success--was the reembodiment of the
older, shorter, more mature James Collins.
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