The spy—if there was one hiding out in the late Jarvis Remenham’s empty house—would be taken unawares. As he hesitated, unable to make up his mind what to do for the best, a heavy rumbling on the cobbles penetrated his absorption. “Yes?” he said. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. Wood?" "With pleasure," replied the woollen-draper.
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