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"
He
began
by
drawing
a
most
formidable-looking
bludgeon
loaded
with
lead
from
his
pocket
,
and
switching
it
backward
and
forward
several
times
,
as
if
to
test
its
weight
and
strength
.
Then
he
placed
it
without
a
word
upon
the
seat
beside
him
.
Having
done
this
,
he
drew
up
the
windows
on
each
side
,
and
I
found
to
my
astonishment
that
they
were
covered
with
paper
so
as
to
prevent
my
seeing
through
them
.
"
'
I
am
sorry
to
cut
off
your
view
,
Mr.
Melas
,
"
said
he
.
'
The
fact
is
that
I
have
no
intention
that
you
should
see
what
the
place
is
to
which
we
are
driving
.
It
might
possibly
be
inconvenient
to
me
if
you
could
find
your
way
there
again
.
'
"
As
you
can
imagine
,
I
was
utterly
taken
aback
by
such
an
address
.
My
companion
was
a
powerful
,
broad-shouldered
young
fellow
,
and
,
apart
from
the
weapon
,
I
should
not
have
had
the
slightest
chance
in
a
struggle
with
him
.
"
'
This
is
very
extraordinary
conduct
,
Mr.
Latimer
,
"
I
stammered
.
'
You
must
be
aware
that
what
you
are
doing
is
quite
illegal
.
'
"
'
It
is
somewhat
of
a
liberty
,
no
doubt
,
"
said
he
,
'
but
we
'll
make
it
up
to
you
.
I
must
warn
you
,
however
,
Mr.
Melas
,
that
if
at
any
time
to-night
you
attempt
to
raise
an
alarm
or
do
anything
which
is
against
my
interest
,
you
will
find
it
a
very
serious
thing
.
I
beg
you
to
remember
that
no
one
knows
where
you
are
,
and
that
,
whether
you
are
in
this
carriage
or
in
my
house
,
you
are
equally
in
my
power
.
'
"
His
words
were
quiet
,
but
he
had
a
rasping
way
of
saying
them
,
which
was
very
menacing
.
I
sat
in
silence
wondering
what
on
earth
could
be
his
reason
for
kidnapping
me
in
this
extraordinary
fashion
.
Whatever
it
might
be
,
it
was
perfectly
clear
that
there
was
no
possible
use
in
my
resisting
,
and
that
I
could
only
wait
to
see
what
might
befall
.
"
For
nearly
two
hours
we
drove
without
my
having
the
least
clue
as
to
where
we
were
going
.
Sometimes
the
rattle
of
the
stones
told
of
a
paved
causeway
,
and
at
others
our
smooth
,
silent
course
suggested
asphalt
;
but
,
save
by
this
variation
in
sound
,
there
was
nothing
at
all
which
could
in
the
remotest
way
help
me
to
form
a
guess
as
to
where
we
were
.
The
paper
over
each
window
was
impenetrable
to
light
,
and
a
blue
curtain
was
drawn
across
the
glasswork
in
front
.
It
was
a
quarter-past
seven
when
we
left
Pall
Mall
,
and
my
watch
showed
me
that
it
was
ten
minutes
to
nine
when
we
at
last
came
to
a
standstill
.
My
companion
let
down
the
window
,
and
I
caught
a
glimpse
of
a
low
,
arched
doorway
with
a
lamp
burning
above
it
.
As
I
was
hurried
from
the
carriage
it
swung
open
,
and
I
found
myself
inside
the
house
,
with
a
vague
impression
of
a
lawn
and
trees
on
each
side
of
me
as
I
entered
.
Whether
these
were
private
grounds
,
however
,
or
bona-fide
country
was
more
than
I
could
possibly
venture
to
say
.
"
There
was
a
coloured
gas-lamp
inside
which
was
turned
so
low
that
I
could
see
little
save
that
the
hall
was
of
some
size
and
hung
with
pictures
.
In
the
dim
light
I
could
make
out
that
the
person
who
had
opened
the
door
was
a
small
,
mean-looking
,
middle-aged
man
with
rounded
shoulders
.
As
he
turned
towards
us
the
glint
of
the
light
showed
me
that
he
was
wearing
glasses
.
