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THE HEAD CONSTABLE 193 kept himself altogether apart, standing on one side and merely looking on.”’ “ Recollect, if you can, what Mr. Lawson said to my son.” ‘““ He merely told him that he didn’t want no thanks, and it wasn’t necessary to give any explanations. Ah, I remem- ber, Mr. Lawson also told his lordship that he was to get off into Lincolnshire as quick as possible, to join his wife there, and she would give him all explanations. Yes, and some- thing else too,’ continued the Cannibal, as the circumstances came back by degrees to his memory. ‘‘ Mr. Lawson said that you was in London, that your son’s wife had had a conversation with you, and that it was absolutely necessary for him to reach Saxondale Castle as quick as possible. And this was all that took place on the occasion.” “Enough! ”’ muttered Lady Saxondale; and then, after a few moments’ reflection, she added, aloud, ‘‘ Come, we must move onward. Follow me.’ She again led the way, holding the lamp in her hand. Down the spiral staircase they went, the stone passage was threaded, and the little low door gave them egress into the quadrangle. But we should observe that ere this door was again opened, her ladyship extinguished the lamp. ‘The threshold being crossed, she relocked the door, and with her handkerchief carefully wiped over the spot where the keyhole was set, so that in case any of the oil should have oozed forth, the traces thereof might be effectually made to disappear. And now she guided the Cannibal across the courtyard, and they entered the castle. Again was the lamp lghted; for a few moments they halted in the entrance-hall, and there Lady Saxondale placed the money parcel in the Canni- bal’s hand, intimating how much it contained. ‘ For Heaven’s sake,’ she continued, in a low whisper, “ get out of the country as quick as you can. Remember if you be recaptured, I can do nothing more for you. And should it happen that you are thus unfortunate, should you, in a word, be retaken, let me hope that, whatever may ensue, you will have a sufficient sense of becoming gratitude to maintain the strictest silence as to all that has at any time passed between you and me.”’ ‘ Don’t be alarmed, my lady,”’ replied Chiffin, as he eagerly clutched the money thus given to him. ‘ If I do come to COnNIEDOOKS (C(O)