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Show i I a constable, now rounding a corner in . f the far distance, there were nu alsn' of life or, animation anywhere. , " WrIlliam Sikes stepped out from Ithe ; Jj shadow of a friendly tree, glanced furtively around hi nr. and then, as- 1 slsted Tom Crooke. his bosom friend n and partner, to alight from the draw- ilj ing room window of 'No. C3. "Well, old pal, what luck?" h ,1 whispered. J' B "No luck at. all," groylcd Tom. j H VThe bloke -what lives there is a law- i B ycv." J w William lookci apprehensive. K "Then 'ow much 'avc you lost?" he ft asked. i; B |