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 were witnessing the most exciting Marathon race the world ever saw."

The gardener, at a nod from Stranleigh, rose and went to the door.

"Patience, gentlemen," Stranleigh added to the uneasy crowd. "Just one minute more."

"I say, mates," shouted Harrison, "three cheers for his ludship!"

The cheers were given with a will, deafening in their volume in that restricted hall. As they ceased, the rattling of chains betokened the opening of a door, and the crowd surged forward.

"Wait a bit, lads. Three more cheers for 'Long-beard' and the gardener!"

These were given as Stillson Crane's head sunk in his hands.

"And now, you scum of the earth," roared Harrison, "file out like soldiers, and get in line! No man move till I give the word."

The men obeyed him. Stranleigh and Crane followed them to the door.

"One, two, three—go!" cried Harrison, and away they went in a body, never noticing there were no police about the building.

"By George!" said Stranleigh. "I am still in doubt about those men."