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 Thomas Wraypoole started. Then he glanced at the door.

"All safe!" said Wedgwood. "Come now—between ourselves?"

"Well, between ourselves, then!" replied Thomas. "Yes—I did see him! Only see him, mind you."

"Where?"

"That I won't say. It was on my way to meet him."

"Why didn't you speak to him?"

"Because he was in conversation with another man."

"Did you know the other man?"

"I did—well enough!"

"Who was he—who is he?"

"No! You'll not get that out of me, Wedgwood, for anything!"

"But why not? Between ourselves!"

"No, not between ourselves. I'm not going to drag innocent people into trouble. If I told you who this man was you'd be after him at once, and I know, of course, that it would be just a bit of talk that he'd be having with John."

"I should only ask him for information—if he could give any."

"He couldn't give any. I know that. I've